After the Divide
Your oval face
is framed by bouncy curls
you smile as if only for me
how I wish I could run my fingers through those curls,
gently move the ones
That’s shading your hazel eyes from the world,
your bare shoulders an invitation
to caress your soft smooth skin
that shimmers in harmony with
the lighting of the room
everyone seems to fade away
while my eyes see only you
the vision conjures thoughts of
my favourite place, our secret place
where we would undress each other slowly
cover each other with fervour kisses
your lips would pursue the trail left by your fingers
every touch would awaken my senses
the words you whisper make love to my mind
as your touch made love to my body
a fool’s wish made in madness, that we
could have those moments back
a wish that was not meant to be,
your fire has died for me...
My replacement found
I hope he makes you happy
I wish you well
or maybe not
it hurts like hell...
“it’s not something you did or didn’t do
it’s something I did or didn’t do”
That was your final words
as you closed the door
On our love, on our secret place…
See this face? I have survived
my heart is still beating
it has not stopped
there is life after you...
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