All alone.
Yet your hands caress me.
The beer is bitter.
But I still taste the honey in your kisses.
Cold air whizzes.
But the warmth of your embrace plagues me.
With a closed eye.
I see your image brighter than my open eye could.
Why do I still long for you?

I saw our love as a gate to paradise,
In my bid to be in your heavenly paradise,
I put my treasure where I thought no moth was.
I placed all my love and trust in you.
I thought you were the heaven I needed.
But demons have no dwelling where love is.

I had surrendered to the chains of your bonds.
You traded pleasure for an unending pain.
Your kisses were a suck of my brains.
Your hugs were the suffocation of my brighter days.
Intimacy with you was the burial of what used to be love.
Now I remain a broken girl with no memories of love.

©TD Adams