My Goddess, My Demons

She is beautiful

Laying on my bed,

her long blonde hair

Simply flows

Even though she is unconscious

Beautiful crimson lips

All mine for the taking

She is mine,

My passed out goddess

But I am afraid to touch her

To hold her, to kiss her

This should be the best night of my life

We are alone in this room,

Just me and my goddess

The party goes on next door

Nobody notices she is missing

She was just ripe for the taking

My passed out beauty

a beer in her hand, Many more on the lawn

This feels wrong

But there was no other way

To escape these demons

This is so messed up

But she would never love me

As I do her

I am imperfect

A freak in the mirror

Misshapen body, unholy looks

Her gender twin

But she is a goddess

The perfect body, soul, and mind

She visits me in my dreams

“Do you want to dance, and hold my hand?”

I do so badly

I press her hips close to mine

I lean in for the kiss, but

Her eyes flutter open

I back away scared

She looks straight at me and says;

“Do you want to dance, and hold my hand?”

No…no, no!

‘tis all but a dream

But for me, a life without her

This is my everlasting nightmare.