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If you’ve ever read my profile, you would see that I one day want to publish a few of my poems. I’ve a few poems on but I haven’t written in about a year and a half. This is one of the poems that I wrote that didn’t make it to  

I would love to have your true honest critic on this poem and maybe a little advice on where I could actually get paid for it’s publishing.  

A little background...this was written to my ex-lover, the one who decided I was not the one who fit the mold he was creating and he married someone else who did, BUT still calls me after 6 years of being married to her. The format is slightly different from it’s original writing due to copying from a different program, but the content has not been changed.

Here Goes...

Make Believe

I woke from a dream....Wonderful. Delightful
Weeping from excitement
I woke from a dream....Powerful. Commanding
Violent. Cruel

Drama recounting in a
Make believe world.
People I scarcely know were there.
You were there, she was there

Your prize. Your flower. Your match for
Society to see. She stands there in her
Twinkling gown.
She doesn't get lost within the

I serve you, serve her, serve them.
Delicacies from around the globe.
I speak not a word, utter not a sound.
I carry out my duties with strength,
Dignity, and a withering, hollow heart.

The eyes all around me, so familiar they seem.
Often.. they look through me,
Often.. they see the breathless soul, the devoted death.
Do they mock me? Do they know?
I've loved you forever
And ever I will.

I fulfill your heart, I fulfill your soul,
I serve you in your chambers well.
My reward.... A silent "I Love You",
but only in the shadows of the twilight,
Where the crickets resonate their song.

I leave the dream, with what I came with.
Certainty that dreams are fantasy.
Make believe.

Ecstasy in the thrill of an affair


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