Kara murmured her dreams during sleepless nights
that bent my ear to focus on the thoughts
that rested in her heart.
A deep well of insecurity had me in an alluring stupor,
unable to move or dismiss the charges.
The downfall of my ambitions
ranked first on her hit list,
a checklist on a bullseye
anchored to a lock, kept me from
exiting the door.
A prisoner of her lust
that masquerades as love.
What’s mine is to stay
between these four walls
such esoteric luck
leaked from her visage
of self-reproach, so I stayed.
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