the rain

sensuous and graceful

as it slips

and twists

down the face of the window.

These are my tears.

I have none left to cry.

Holding my heart

here in my hands,

bruised,

broken

lifeless.

You've left me.

And I whisper

Why?

Oh, why...

I close these hollow eyes

unable to share,

unable to bear

the wondrous glory of life.

Like a relentless ghost

memories of you

slip in,

pervading every thought.

I twist,

I writhe,

I fall to my knees.

I cannot escape you...

and you're gone.

You're gone. ...  

Why did you do this to me?

What sweet poison did you minister

to my soul

with your kiss?

A flame roared to life

deep within my soul,

a hungry, ravenous blaze.

A fool, I let it rage,

delighting to let you feed it

with the longing of your eyes,

the fire of your touch,

your desire crashing over me

like waves of a hungry storm.

and I was lost...

I am lost...

The fire!

How my soul screams

from the torment of it!

You would not quench

this voracious blaze,

and now it consumes me,

ravages me,

driving me from my senses.

What a cruel and relentless agony

you've borne in me,

what torment,

unending torment

you sentenced me to

when first I comprehended

the longing in your eyes.

the longing

Oh, such keening of the heart

I cannot endure.

My soul wails in anguish.

Blind,

I stumble,

lifelessly,

through each day,

groping

for the hope that is lost.

There's none

to staunch this fatal wound,

and so

I pray

to die.

How sweet

to die.

I am spent.

there is nothing left to me.

All that is

pales

to what is you.

I struggle to hold on,

but the futility of it all,

the hopeless emptiness....

I am a shell,

a hollow, lifeless shell,

driven to a living death

by your loathing.

All I can whisper,

as I wander through this tomb of life,

is why?