Dry leaves, Dark skies.
So little promises but so many lies.Maybe she is seeing other men .I want  her to touch my skin again

Rumor has it that she is coming soon.I can feel her presence encroaching on my expendable solidarity .We used to make love once every  blue moon But not anymore and I'm losing  my sanity.                            

She pours her hard love onto my aching skin.I have waited for this like a  tiger waits for prey. This sweet love tastes like sin. Overindulgence,petrichor and foolish play

She leaves me oh so suddenly   Or maybe I'm just thinking selfishly. She probably has other men to please
She leaves me with nothing but a gentle breeze.


So little promises yet so many lies.
Wet leaves and Bright skies.