Fingertips, you promised would thrill
leave me cold to the bone a chill
Our future, a fable it didn’t work
Promises, only lies. You’re such a JERK.

A bully you are I succumbed
traveled from afar
To have you hold me and tell me lies
Now all our hopes and dreams have died.

Escape this entanglement I must
to the safety my land, my home the ones I trust.
Where once again I’ll be at peace
dreaming alone dispelled and released.

TeAnne © Nov.4. 1997