Her nights cold, loneliness
Aids to her state of freeze,
He was her warmth through
The night like a portable
Pair of sleeves
She had needs. ones in
Which he easily pleased,
Temptation lured her into
Acts ones in which encouraged
Him to recede
Her senses bleed. Slowly
Dying in need to feed, an
Appetite for him but his
Presence moved far from
Her scene
Her vision blurry soon
She feels she'll go completely
blind,The moonlight lit there
Nights it's help she seeks
But she lacks the strength
To climb
effortlessly There love carried
Them through the air, but
Without him by her side she
Couldn't afford that expensive
fare
Her ears...
Often clogged causing
Things to sound unclear,
She Listened for his voice
In the night wind but
Chilling whispers was all
She would hear
His scent still lingers
It lives within a Gift
He had given, a rose
She kept baffled at the
Fact that it's still living
A bitter sweet feeling
It's smell fills her with
An ounce of hope, but
Reality hits repeatedly
Gradually killing her
An outcome equivalent to
shooting Dope
Her body numb to
Any touch that doesn't
Register as his, a love
Life would never survive
This pain makes it impossible
To live
Now trapped in her past
With something her future
Needs, she has to proceed
With a great loss due to
Her sexual greed
Our eyes can often lead us
On to things we don't
Desire, most in which
Would usually be the
Cause of an untamed
Fire
Her nights knight
Copyright@ggrayson
Aids to her state of freeze,
He was her warmth through
The night like a portable
Pair of sleeves
She had needs. ones in
Which he easily pleased,
Temptation lured her into
Acts ones in which encouraged
Him to recede
Her senses bleed. Slowly
Dying in need to feed, an
Appetite for him but his
Presence moved far from
Her scene
Her vision blurry soon
She feels she'll go completely
blind,The moonlight lit there
Nights it's help she seeks
But she lacks the strength
To climb
effortlessly There love carried
Them through the air, but
Without him by her side she
Couldn't afford that expensive
fare
Her ears...
Often clogged causing
Things to sound unclear,
She Listened for his voice
In the night wind but
Chilling whispers was all
She would hear
His scent still lingers
It lives within a Gift
He had given, a rose
She kept baffled at the
Fact that it's still living
A bitter sweet feeling
It's smell fills her with
An ounce of hope, but
Reality hits repeatedly
Gradually killing her
An outcome equivalent to
shooting Dope
Her body numb to
Any touch that doesn't
Register as his, a love
Life would never survive
This pain makes it impossible
To live
Now trapped in her past
With something her future
Needs, she has to proceed
With a great loss due to
Her sexual greed
Our eyes can often lead us
On to things we don't
Desire, most in which
Would usually be the
Cause of an untamed
Fire
Her nights knight
Copyright@ggrayson
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