To stand alone on a distant shore
My being stricken with love and grief
The soul, it sings, of lost amore
and beckons back a loving thief

Like petals- surfing, on cold night air
Moonlight- drizzles through the dark,
The moon- it offers a wicked stare
and echoes the acid that fills the heart

Swift whiffs catch grasp
as you pass last, lasting
gazes and breaths past
clinging to breast, backs
scratched has
he made you,
feel this good in a while?
Or am I the one- hidden in
the shadow of your past stories present
and on the crest of the futures picture
which her to choose... one of you
one of two blended to be, mended in me
is that place where her perfume lingered dense and stale
tell the tale
no more
Only repress
undress
and make each other happy
one more time.

You melted
in my hands
and then I
drank you up.
Now you've
turned, to
ice and stone
-and I
can't help
but choke.