He comes in the night
Unwillingly giving illusions
Of a dream that seems impossible
It is impossible with him
His dark hair and prominent nose
Makes the eyes happy; really happy
He whispers words of secrets
That only the comfort of darkness gives courage to say
Like the taste of whiskey once had
But can never have again
I’m allergic to the thoughts
Bringing lust and broken dreams
One quick swoop
Like the robber in the night
I break out in stupid
And for a moment, I falter
I speak of undesirable realities
And my sanity subsides back
To a place and time where insanity was all there was
These illusions are not safe
There is no love song
Nor a moment replayed by a movie
There is only reality, today
The unattractive truth of human nature
When we are alone, we want that thing
That thing that lies and tells us we are desirable and wanted
That thing that whispers in the back, dark corner of our minds
That dream of connecting
Yes he comes at me
An unwillingly participant in my defects
And for a moment, the flirting and the attention is nice
But then comes the Sun
And I awake to a resurrender
A faith so unshakable; it’s remarkable
His Grace and mercy is upon me again
And I am His
No illusions; just the truth
HE will love me in all my imperfections
HE will carry me when I am not strong
HE will wash away all my fears
And HE will never be an unwilling participant of immoral things
I give myself over
To a man who will provide
To a father who never leaves
To a love so unselfish, he died for me.
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