Dust To Dust Poem by Robin Bennett
Dust To Dust
When summer nights wake you-
In a bitter cold panic, soaked in sweat;
Dreams now real nightmares,
Lies cling to you like a dying vine.
Thoughts carry you back-
Where nothing no longer exists;
Mistakes become your new forever,
Passions still lives, just no longer fueled by love...
Monday, July 23, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: lies,summer
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8/7/2026 3:52:06 AM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
Terrible reality of love grown cold, yet passion survives. Good write.