Through Their Skin

The dream stealer came, by day, not by night
And snuck up in a way that gave no-one a fright
She simpered in slowly
Agreeable
Sweet
And all the while knowing, how to take out their feet
Like a parasite preying she seeks out a host
Then slowly weaves in with who offers the most
‘So what do you hope for?’ she’d ask, as they fell
And trusting, like sunshine, they’d think and they’d tell
And in return she gave
Nothing
But she soaked it all in
And they’d feel their spark leaving
Through their eyes, through their skin
Identities stolen
Lives to rebuild
You can keep all your money
It’s your dreams that were killed
Not a glimpse of a conscience
You’ll pick up her slack
But she’s ever so pretty as folk fold, at her back
The dream stealer came, by day, not by night
And lingered a while, in the warmth of their light