A/N: This is a D/Hr poem I wrote for SlytherinLinzi. It's meant to be an introduction to the John Mayer song "Come Back to Bed." Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own it. J.K. does.
Tragic Tryst
He lies beneath my sheets at night
Glistening like marble in the silver light
All stormy eyes and silky blonde hair
His penetrating gaze leaves me bare
He tells me sweetly, gently I am his love
And absolutely no power on earth or above
Could keep him from the thing he wants
So my bed and my mind he haunts
A beckoning finger and a whispered word
We move in silence so we won't be heard
I weep as I find myself lost in ecstasy
It takes away the last part of my gravity
I am open before him like a book
One adoring glance was all it took
He strokes me lightly as we come down
But will we crash into the ground?
I know no one will ever understand
I take him delicately by the hand
He looks mystified and I grow weak
Tears start slipping down my cheeks
He shouts and tries to make me see
That he needs me here just to breathe
Some things come up, better left unsaid
Jealousy decides to rear its head
I sigh and regard him through salty tears
I wish there was a way I could dispel my fears
But there can be no other possible way
I leave him when there's nothing left to say
He calls behind me but I silently keep walking
The time has come and passed for talking
My heart grows heavy and my soul feels rough
Sometimes love just isn't enough
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