I miss the touch you gave <br />so gentle with your lips <br />you knew how to <br />you knew you knew how <br />to kiss me with your lips <br />empowered by your soul, <br />you taught me how to be kind <br />how to be humble <br />how to see in light <br />you made me comfortable in the light. <br /> <br />then the shadows swallowed me whole <br />from the tiny cracks <br />that you overlooked, <br />you never saw it coming <br />even when you did <br />because you've always lived in lights, <br />my life isn't so sugary and it leaves a bitter taste <br />like something left undone <br />and something done improperly, <br />and it has that perfect pinch of salt and sugar <br />to entrance your lips to take a bite more <br />hoping to discover <br />to discover nothing better, <br />just a bitter heartfelt emptiness <br />with a fruit that disappeared <br />right before your eyes.<br /><br />David Thomas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/warm-foundations-cold-hearts/
