In my endless search to replace you,
I've traveled the world in 80 days,
And still I cannot find your substitute.
I've looked for you in my reflection through so many eyes believing the lies and promises I once made you.
I've searched for your love in the many carnal fantasies of women that in the darkness looked like you.
I've wandered like an explorer through so many satin beaches, but no matter my expeditions, I could never make port in an island quite like yours.
I've tasted and drank from the poisonous fruits of love many evergreens have offered me,
But nothing tastes quite like you, the dew of your love and your thighs is not the same in any branch I've reached for.
I've heard the song of the many sleepy voices of seraphs in the morning,
But an "I love you" doesn't sound quite as good when it's not coming out of your lips.
I've tried endlessly to satisfy the void left behind by your indifference,
But I've come to the conclusion that it would take a thousand broken hearts and their pieces shattered into smithereens to try to fix the ticking bomb that now beats in my chest.