Words...

 She used to read his words
And loved what she saw

They nestled within her soul
They left her craving more

As when she closed her eyes
He was able to transport her

Into a faraway dimension
Where she became a voyeur

And began living life vicariously
Floating across time and space

Feeling each and every word
Brush against her own sweet face

She recognised the characters
The universal themes hit home

She felt he wrote about her life
Even though she was unknown

She felt a real connection
She knew he really understood

She felt he’d got into her head
Like only secret lovers could

And as his words kept coming
Stronger the spell was weaved

Leaving her weak at the knees
Convincing herself to believe

And she craved him so much
The line between them blurred

What was once just a fantasy
Became true reality in her world

So she followed her fragile heart
And persuaded him to meet her

Professed undying love for him
Praying he would simply concur

But he pushed her love away
Because he already loved another

Tried his best to console her
As her face grew dark with thunder

Thinking if she couldn’t have him
Then no one else really should

And left him silently sleeping
In a pool of deep red blood

Poem inspired by Killing me softly by Roberta Flack