Over the Bend

My emotions you wrung and raped and you were doing this and that with all including with yourself that I cannot decsribe and feel I was left numb and dead by your whiff and whaff life has a way of making you feel done and on me you have already one. Now this heart piece ,a song and an art is so sure that she had her eyes sighing over me so long before she is so delicate and so sensuous that she make the world go round as you stop on the bend of the road and vow to get me back no way ,and its a dead end and you already turned over the bend. You look irate and sad and peeved at what pushed you on your way think hard and get it straight and get it fine it was your amorous sway it's hard to beleive that you did not care and doled out this sad fare and now are back asking for more like a mantle piece on a cheap penthouse store and eyeing with disdain this dove that is nothing but all love. So stop! and see that road and that bend which you pointed to me days back as the end take it that and return, keep the relationship with the ashes and the urn it is good that I could see you and know you are well but you did not even care if I was in heaven or hell.