Please read my poem and c/c it? how do you like it?

like a glass of whisky frozen in ice, wonder when i ll melt,

thrown away, before melting, by the one who was going to drink it,

like an umbrella opened under clouds,

but it didn't rain when it was supposed to.

fog it is inside me, but still i can see what you think,

once was there around you, now not even in your thoughts.

think of me someday, and talk to me in your dreams.

and may be, for a moment we'll be together in imagination divine.

take me anywhere, as long as i am in your thoughts,

wake up from sleep, and i ll be lost from your dreams,

will fall into lullaby of death, and the story will change,

where i was supposed to die, but the lullaby ll make me alive.

contradicting my death, dogs will be chasing my life,

but you can can throw them a bone, a bone full of life,

who else is there who can save me from these dogs without teeth,

tore me apart, but still you can join me and i can thrive.

i would have swore, if you weren't so alive,

like an icon who can see, but so shy to feel,

just think of me as a demon, looking for a bride,

stealing you from you, could be my eternal crime.