Does not the love thou show
Quench my arid heart
To quell the fire that doth rage within
My heartless kingdom

For you say to me your king
That there is no other such that can feed
Your pitiful heart
How you speak false words of snakes
Yet hide me unto the shadow of the night

Did I not feed the urge betwix the milky thighs and not give you all that desire called for
Yet here you stand with dagger pressed against my breast waiting to cull

Amartia doth thy not see you king loves you
For your eye's do not belong to a blind hag
Yet you cannot see what the gods have blessed you with

Be still child and let the gods whisper
And the fire that salty tears have quelled
Shall no longer burn for my Amartia

I desire to explore your land
Sweep through with only my hand
It's this unquenchable yearning
In my core uncontrollable burning
Devour me with your gaze
Lips meet lips set me ablaze
Calm me as you cave my walls
Increase my high as this night falls

It's 3 am. Again.
I'm wide awake.
There's no reason for you to haunt me
And yet,
the permanent ache residing in my chest
is starting to feel normal.
I've begun to forget
the life I had before this.
I'm hollowed out,
my insides scraped away
by everything and nothing at all.
At night, I reminisce
half-fantasying a life we never lived.
And dully, I remember all the places our bodies met
but never touched.
My thoughts run away from me again.
I think of you. I think of me. I think of us.
No. There was never an us.
Not really.
There was always a space in between,
So we'd never had to feel.
And still, your departure has left me with a wound too deep to ever heal.