I once felt love,
True love in detail
The kind that people act out,
Pretend/believe/desire/crave/hope to be in.
She would wait for me,
Legs open, mouth dripping.
Infatuated by my scent,
Moist to my touch.
We were divine in movement,
Excelling in performance.
A state of euphoria found only in Eden.
Now she’s with another—simple as that.