Slender fingers
brushing my hair
I remember,
Love
Slender fingers
Seducing my lips,
lusting triumphantly over me
a trophy for memories.
Love & Lust
theoretically impared
became one
long ago
as lust bowed
with honor
and love
in all her glory
smiled upon me
graciously
There was magic here!
Undobutedly
And everytime
I stop and think
I grasp
what it seems
for the last time
that magic and
all those memories
as I search patiently
within me
for reason
and take a breath
of crisp October
knowingly tainting
an entire season
an entire year...
I exhale,
steam
scorched within me
from crisp October
and find the emptiness
unbarable
and all at once
I collapse inside of me
discouraged
as the autumn air
tastes my skin
I feel our future
closing in
empty, distant
non-existant
My Reason For Leaving.