THE DRAGON'S DEN
There was no place to hide, only in my dreams,
go to bed in disgust, not everything's as it seems,
they'd be waiting for me, the dragons in a row,
when I woke up, because there was nowhere else to go.
I'd give you the answer you just wanted to hear,
then you'd stop, but why you started was not really clear,
I am an expert in my field, not easily put down,
and yet, all of these dragons made me feel like a clown.
Your breath was warm, how do you put out a fire,
it was doubly so, as you were an object of my desire;
however, I finally removed the flames, no ignition,
this breathless, toothless ideology, was a new condition.
Now I miss the warmth, revelation, entitlement,
I'll always be wondering where an old flame went.
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Ya know, Terry, when I first began reading this I kind'a thought you were writing about child abuse, or the sexual abuse of children. Phrases such as;
"I'd give you the answer you just wanted to hear,
then you'd stop, but why you started was not really clear", or—
"There was no place to hide, only in my dreams,
go to bed in disgust, not everything's as it seems,"
I mean you gotta admit, it does sort of sound that way based on the lines I've just noted.
But then you threw us all a curve ball near the end, and now I'm left wondering if this might not be pertaining to drug addiction:
"however, I finally removed the flames, no ignition,
this breathless, toothless ideology, was a new condition.
Now I miss the warmth, revelation, entitlement,"
In any event I enjoyed the way in which you've worded this.
Keep those creative fires burnin'...
~Dean Kuch...❂ ? ❂
Thanks Dean.
Nothing quite so tricky - dicky
more on the domestic relationhip
basis. Regards,
Terry.
My pleasure, Terry.
Take care.
~Dean :}