Love's Aftermath Minus One.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love's Aftermath Minus One.

Here is

your heart,
wrapped tenderly

in regret,
my once

cherished loss,
bathed in

the spittle

of angst.

My own

heart once

joined with yours
has fallen

to the

plague of
bitterness and loneliness.

My soul is

a knot of

crushed dreams,
under a face

streaked with tears
rubbed raw,

from the absence
of your once

adoring eyes.

Empty hands

sit idle

in my lap,
hands that

once idolized you
worshipping the fellowship
of your

own hands.

Flesh whithers

like a raisin,
in my

nether regions.

The phone

screams it's
maddening muted silence,
constantly mocking me.

Time slows

to only before.

I am a puppet

left severed
from the strings

of your love,
my lips unmoved,
by your kiss

of despair.

Begone from

my mind,
you heartless wench,
your memory is a
wrench in

my guts,
like vomit-us
I must

purge you,
lest I am
lovesick
evermore.

©-MFB III