I often wonder

why some people

in our lives

swiftly enter

and land on our hearts

as if that beating *****

were a cloud of safety



and why

you had to leave

so quickly

I had you for awhile

my dear

you fed my hunger

you were my dessert

my freedom

my fire escape

my gripping emotion



I miss you everyday



I yearn for your hands

your widows peak

your long calves

your intensity



but this world is not mine for the taking

my love

it is mine to fall in line with

unless I will always be

a victim of your love

of my love