Poem of Lust

A Threshold To Let Go
(Written November 2012)

I freguently check my texts and emails in the hopes that he'll come back 

I've destroyed something precious, now he's gone, so I must face that fact

Catastrophic impulses certainly were not my natural intention

  

Hence the dynamics of foolish arrogance, I have shattered our ever so joyous connection

Why should he feel anything more than disgust for me now?

  

For my actions were far worse than the stumbles of an arrogant drunken clown

How my heart aches to affirm that the negligent behaviors portrayed are not customarily that of mine

Grievously, I am aware of the delusive desire to turn back the hands of time

So agonizing, survives the puncture that I have brought into my own existence

The vision of his heavenly" all " painfully compels the banishment of his beautiful essence

Acceptance, destined to be the only healer of my wounded components

Amidst, the tormenting embrace of these ever so heartbreaking moments