My Lover
Angry she seeks to usurp my lover.
Unkind words cut deep, wounds my soul.
But my lover eases my pain.
Paper stained by black ink.
With words that only have meaning to me.
My lover is a dream, shapeless,
Like the fantasy that stirs me on.
Elusive like the innocence I have long lost.
Angry, she strikes out
Little realizing the cost of another good-bye
Waiting just around the bend.
My lover eases my pain,
With words that flow with neither rhyme nor reason,
Just the comforting of a friend.
My lover is the words that spring from my pen.
My lover is the reflection of all that hides in my soul.
My lover is the dream only I've come to know
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