He came to me as a distant dream
with a promise to love me forever for sure.
He drifted away each time I reached
and called out to me from farther more.
I wandered in search of an image of him
paranoid by the seeds of lies he sow.
My quest led me to hideous places
where deserts with thorns and weeds grow.
Lonely I wept tears of blood
injured with deceit, wiped-out in a blow.
He stood at a distance watching me die
struggled, drowned, washed onto the shore.