My Phantom

I looked at his face

And saw a monster.

I looked at his body

And saw a man.

I looked into his eyes

And saw sorrow.

I listened to his voice

And heard an angel.

I kissed him

And felt passion.

There were no faults on him

But on me.

I left him there

To die alone.

I left him

All for a man of worldly beauty,

Truly blinded to what beauty really was.

All to be haunted

By his memory.

By my Phantom,

My Angel,

My Love.

Art: Her Phantom (c) Foxfires

Poem: My Phantom (c) Emily_Beautiful_Cherub

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