Image: – CityVarsity
The faceless girl appears so often in my dreams.
Sometimes she leads me in pastures adorned with sunflowers
Sometimes it’s her at the bottom of a chasm
Protecting me from the destruction of my own making.
So much about her, I find appealing
Her touch is always warm and caring
When she takes my hand, I hear her whisper
“Everything is alright, trust in me, you are safe.”
For not always am I safe, there are demons out there
Dressed in the clothes of comfort and care
Ready to lure me into fires they only reveal
When I’m totally distracted and all alone
Then laugh with hideous abandon at my folly.
The faceless girl is my hope, I long for her to be real
To take me as I am, love me for who I am
Accept me as only I know she can.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/08/21/photo-challenge-227/
Morpethroad 
Beautiful!
Thanks Reena, I appreciate your lovely comment.
There is so much longing in the lines:
‘The faceless girl is my hope, I long for her to be real
To take me as I am, love me for who I am
Accept me as only I know she can’.
Thanks Kim, I’m glad that longing came through.
I agree with Kim, Michael. Those last three lines pack a punch.
Thanks for your thoughts Di.
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