What am I doing?
Ahhh, yes..
Moving towards the land of destruction.

I laugh.

Open another bottle
Pour the golden liquid in the tall glass

Clink..
Ice moves back and forth
I watch as the liquid lovingly caresses the small cubes
Bobbing up and down
Only it's your hands I see,
remember.

Eyes unfocused,
head starting to feel slightly dizzy
I still grin, a smile, like a secret is hidden deep inside there.

Is there?

'Chuckle'
The sound forms and passes through numb lips
Bruised, from the memory of yours
I close my eyes..

'Go away'
I whisper to the silence
But it does no good
For your smell still lingers
In each pore,
it seeps through
Tearing at me
Making me.....

Hard, I bite down on swollen lips.

A promise made
A promise broken
Like me.

You took,
I gave
You loved,
I caved,
right in..
To your majestic charms.

Oh how the mighty has fallen...

What am I doing?

Ahhh, yes..
That's right..

I'm moving towards the land of destruction.


© Donna R Tivoli