You went away and never came back
Leaving a wound on my wing
Vandalizing my love's *****
What a strange dame you became
Ditching the turf of trust
Though I've gotten over you
My heart still longs for your fashion
Your flawless kisses contriving passion
Your charm knew how to play with
And tug at my heartstrings
Knew how to take me
To the outpost of frenzy
Now I'm left in a fit of pique
Recuperating from rays of link
Wherever you are whatever you doing
I have no idea
But I'm constantly involved
In the scope of viewing
How you fled without a sign
Without reason or rhyme
Were you ashamed or outright cold
Was your love diving
Or calculatingly conniving
Either way you left me steamless
To carry the wound
To carry the tempest of the mood.