Left by my haunting lover no ghost remains no line or verse in the body of love will let the fingers of my mind traverse The water lies stagnant loving eyes have not returned warm hearts have fled I write to the wind instead brokenness of disillusion lays itβs grace upon my head love has flown locked and placed the cage has been set the unkind cut made the bleed continues im on my own as my wordss die with the one faithful constant now faded to dark and I lie within a lie yearning for my lost art inspite of my refusal now inanimate and begging for life