Lifting me high upon angel wings,
A love fleeting
And always tinged with sorrow,
Rising above the ebb the flow
Of NEVERENDING loneliness
High upon clouds dipped in shadow.
Then I fall
Fall so far
Upon this ground so harsh so hollow
An angel was but a demon....
I am nothing
A poison in a cracked dry throat
Which I cannot swallow.
I feel everything
I gave myself so readily so thirstily
I feasted unafraid
Then his silence took me shook me
And I wait. And I wait. Again.
I sip the memory of making love
And the red wine,
They never lie,
It was but a demon,
One that tried to pull me from darkness with threads of darkness,
He has taken my mind.
I am no longer his lover
A churned up ugly parched shell.
I will never be his lover-
And the cost?
All this...all that was...all that was mine.
So I walk,
More alone than before
Yet feet are sturdy
As isolation swirls around
With fragments of lessons that are never learnt
Lies, dreams, self denial
Then giving and giving myself
More bridges burnt
With no shield, no guide
A lover lost: the end, goodbye....
No spirit by my side.
My tears cannot fall
My soul is dry
A lover that is lost
Another that never was,
And I wait for flickers of angel wings to come and lift me high.
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