I miss the way they taste
Plump, carneous, misty lips
Lips that kiss for days
Lips that can’t be voiced
By any other, none who father
Such strong feelings and desires
Embellished sisters that gather
All emotion, now, belong to others.
I recollect my thoughts as I do, I struggle
The way you said “I need you”
Haunts me still, deserter
The way those lips...they trembled
When restraining smiles
The way your heart rushed gleeful
Secrecy and lies...
Soft moans that disappeared
Stolen kisses, hushed breaths
What have I left? I feared
Losing you, I died a hundred deaths
And here I am without you
My fear, my loss, my all
I curse the day I met you
I curse with all my all.
I quite enjoyed this.