Oh sweet lover,
I held you in my arms so tightly that
you said you could not breathe;
But when I let you go
for even a moment
you fled unto the dark of night
and I have not seen you since;
Now I hold myself
as tightly as I once held you
and it does not matter
that I cannot breathe;
For I am all I have left,
and I will not allow myself
to let go
a second time
and lose myself
the same way I lost you
YOU ARE READING
Tainted
PoetryWarning to plagiarists: if you copy my story or one of my poems without my consent or without giving me credit I will hunt you down and skin you alive. For everyone else, I hope you enjoy them.
