#apr2014

In my every thought

In my soul

I see your handprint where I touch

And hear your voice when I speak

You’re resonated

in my smile

and your eyes

stare at me

in my reflection

You haunt me because

I left you for dead

at a time when you needed me

And I have no regrets

Except not checking up

to make sure you

were really gone.

Now you’re back with

vengeance

icy-cold

I feel you inside me

I see the goosebumps on my flesh

As you whisper no goodbyes

in my ear

and pull me back when i try to leave

You are the taste at the back

of

My mouth

Bitter-sweet

And I hunger for you

And I smell your sweat

and your cum

on my fingertips as I envision

your body writhing beneath me

a mixture of pain pleasure desire yearning

loneliness

only-ness

Only you for

Only me

Only you’re not mine

I am the winter that you despise

You are the Spring I long for

You paint the air with the fragrance

of tender flowers

And your touch is tender as a

budding petal

yet you rip me apart

and leave me scarred

As memories of what

Might have been

and I wonder if it

ended differently

That I would

Willingly give myself to you

Knowing that I

Probably won’t get

Anything in return…

M. Cantile

E.Pirri

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