Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 17, 2014

In his head~by Spring Pitts



In his head

When midnight calls
And darkness falls
That is when it all begins

She’s in his head
He’s in her dreams
As she lies in bed

Dreams filled with sin
So it seems
He’s in control

While she’s far down below
Like an incubus
In the night

He’ll taunt her
With his delight
And haunt her dreams

With all his schemes
All through the night
Till the morning light

Spring Pitts 11/13/2014

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