Sorrows of Eve

I was once called a shining sun held and caressed like a queen in hands of a love prince. Told how pretty I am, and how everything makes no sense without me, how good I was in the weird world of ego I was once your sunshine in winter admired and cherished like blue and red roses in arms of a new found love. I listened to your songs of love that have vanished into the horizon I am lost once again in the restless world of solitude. You were once grateful to God for knowing me, Cried and screamed like a bruised babe on my graceful body. Neither did I know that what we shared was nothing but illusion. Once again I am blown below the belt in my dance to keep my love. Why give it to me when it is not mine to keep. Can I ever kiss the life of hurt and loneliness goodbye for good?