Man Of Her Dreams

She casually would have me scorned
But still I continued to prick my hand on the roses thorned,
I could smooth out her coils
As she tenses
I've gotten good at
Mending fences,
Enabling myself to deflect the fury
Being the one without a care
Balancing out her worry.

I would wait sometimes days on end
For love's embrace
Sensing the torture meant to endure
Upon her face,
Longing for touch,"no" she screams,
I'm holding out for the man of my dreams.

I can't take this no more
So I'm putting on failures clothes,
In my head rehearsing
The way this break up goes,
Bags are packed
I'll leave at first light
For now laying my head in a cold troubled bed,
I look once more to her beautiful sleepy face
How in the starlight it gleams
Im drawn to kiss the lips swallowed up by her embrace
She whispers seductively in my ears
There's the man of my dreams.