A friend of mine is going through a very bad breakup with a person that didn’t respect boundaries, took what didn’t belong to him, and doesn’t understand why she is done. I wrote this for her.
(water color by Mare Martell)
I could touch your body with fingers afire
I could ravage your soul, fulfill your desires
I could make you mine, your spirit acquired
But why attach myself to such an intricate liar?
I gave you my body with soul burning fire
I gave you my spirit to fulfill your desires
I made you my own, my trust you acquired
You proved me a fool, you intricate liar.
You had no right,
you had only wrong
What I don’t understand
is what took me so long
to see your stink
to cut through your lies
the hangman’s noose
like lover’s sighs
released the truth
freed my mind
I believed you the only one to set me afire
I allowed you to ravage my soul with blind desire
I relinquished my spirit to a godless choir
You were my everything, you intricate liar.
The eyes of the heavens looked into my beaten soul
With darkened lashes flashing seas of green
I was commanded to surrender to the bow
As the arrowed kiss pierced me in cosmic explosion
Birthing worlds anew with feathery curls
Desire painted the skies with lustful sunsets
Stunning the world awake with a flip of longing sunrise
Each blink of those intensely exquisite eyes
Made me worship my own demise with ecstasy.