We were in the dark,
bodies entwined.
Teasing words from you and I;
your lips caressing mine.
With earnest gaze and voice,
you bestowed a stingy praise:
“You look strangely beautiful.”
As your hand cupped my face.
My heart leapt with joy.
Love was in your eyes!
My spirit floated in blue sky,
unknowing of its upcoming demise.
Your grip on my neck
turned from pleasure to ache.
Your reign on my heart
for 700 and more endless daybreaks.
As I picked up the pieces
of what you left behind,
I held onto the gaze
believing I saw love defined.
Until I saw that same gaze
in another man’s eyes.
Who has no love,
only lust,
as his lips caressed mine.
