You say--
you know what we went through
you only know what he choose to disclose
trepidation encircles the soul
motivating you to construct
the paper wall of fear
You say—
you know my absolute position
a mighty oracle you be!
Parlor tricks do not impress
those that choose to see
vows disrespected your man discarded
caring not what carnage is left withering on the
golden highway that leads
to your dream come true
You are—
content to be enraptured by the
golden threaded spell the web he weaves
to ensure of your entrapment
Quaffing the enchanted nightcap
as you become enveloped
in a dream-state slumber
of his desire
Karma has awakened…
…and she is keeping score
KF Mosca
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