Chasing the honey moon

chasing the moon running from the sun, caught between the stars

Christina Strigas

He once brought me so high
I swear I could have touched the sky
then he murdered me piece by piece
left my heart for last
I actually did lay on the floor
my sex in the grips of his hand
moaning his name
crying as he fled out the door
proclaiming how he would always love me
but I leave him no other choice
I can’t use only lust on him
he wants me to give him
that part I hold on to
so desperately.

Under the honey moon
I take a drive with the kids
yelling to find it , where is it,
but my smart son says it’s cloudy
can’t see it, I guess you’ll have to
wait another hundred years
and I want to stop the tears
but I can’t
stupid fucking moon I say
and they laugh and know
to watch me carefully
because I…

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