• All that night,
    the nightmare of past feelings,
    grew around my heart,
    ready to penetrate it.
    Ready to suck the love of one,
    and replace it with another.
    It won't work,
    but my mind is trying.

    For all I know,
    You could careless for me,
    But I don't believe so.

    The passion in that nightmare,
    wrapped my body in a,
    inescapable trap.
    It smelt of fire, but not smoke.
    Of heat, perhaps.

    Every kiss, it tortured me.
    Every touch, pushed my buttons.
    Every word from his mouth,
    intoxicated my very mind,
    out of control.
    Letting my eyes roll back, and my body limp, weak.

    It may seem not of a nightmare,
    But the "he" is not my current,
    love.