With her longtime lover
seemly gone forever
she gets undressed
on a cold stone precipice.

Hands to her *******,
she opens her flesh
as her heart bounds
from her beautiful chest.
Then she begins
chasing that ****** beast.

Following the running red line
that her cherished heart
left behind
she finds
brown branches baring green
moving in the evening wind  
whilst obscuring local scenery.

That is where she fell
sobbing softly
“please come back to me.”

But the dam thing
never returned
and she never learned
how to feel love again.