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Masks of Illusions

The beautiful words of your poetry once set our ecstasy wheels in motion
Your words, my heart’s soothing love potion
I’ve listened to your dreams, your aspirations, your insecurities from the start
The crux of your soul pulled me in, as you bled to me the uncertainties of your heart
On faith, you took my hand, refusing to be alone
You wined and dined me, you serenaded my mind with such sweet love songs

Dinner, movies, silk covered sheets
Enrapture to please, from our passionate meet
I was once your Queen bowing in the pleasure to her King
The only woman who could make your body soar as it sings
In time, love had lost its luster, it’s time we accept the inevitable and sadly move on
The heartfelt sensations is no longer within this home
Echoes heard of two heart’s deafening tones

Yet, you attempt to fight the emptiness alone
You had my body and my soul, now your mind wanders on its on
Your destiny, and the fate of our souls were once entwined
Bullets of love you may shoot for another, will fail the target of its immediate designs
Know that I will always love you, this is so true
However, you can’t replace soft petals on a rose, after it’s kissed by the morning dew

Mental rest and space is what we need
To give you the breath of life my heart must now allow you to leave
Now that you’re free to come and go as you please
Reminisces of your touches, your scent still lingers, as your presence has now fleed
Are you happy my love, no sweet whispers to your ear
Empty promises of fulfillment from strangers, you must now adhere

That beautiful lock and those emotional chains
You held the master key to both, unlocking my inner rain
As you basked in the soft mist of our essence, repeatedly calling out my name
Sender and receiver of such enchanting chains

No other woman will ever make you feel quite the same
Or relieve that sentimental growth of love for me from off your brain
Go now my love, you are free of your own free will
Chains released from my weakening touch, as hearts now stand so still
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
I don't like to focus on things that don't make me happy and that I can't change. I'd rather try my best to learn from it and move on.

Gisele Bundchen
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