A dark poem about obsession, possession, and crimes of passion.

I met you at a River,

Both of us on opposite banks.

My spine gave an involuntary shiver,

And I offered God my thanks.

You were exactly what I was looking for,

Tawny and dark like a secret.

The fabled beauty of myth and lore

Who could fly away like an Egret.

We chased each other in the endless Fall,

You eternally aloof.

You said that I had your love, that you gave it all,

But I never had any proof.

I chased your love down every dark maze you led me,

Pursuing a dream that enraged my mind.

I wanted your heart but again you fooled me,

Your body being the only gift of its kind.

Your sweet body was true,

But your demon’s heart was not.

I had a plan to catch you.

Would you love me once shot?

The deed is now done, my dear.

Can you love me once dead?

I might not have your heart,

But I still have your head.

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