Everything is about him- <br />and on days when I feel <br />like drinking the stash of wine and whiskey <br />he’s saving for a special occasion- instead <br />I disappear into the seams of his obsession for me <br />and my masochistic tendencies. <br /> <br />Once we shared a kiss, that was more like <br />putting your naked tongue into the fiery hiss <br />of a comet’s tail; because we loved with a love <br />greater than gravity. <br /> <br />But now; his words have made my heart <br />like the surface of that comet; frozen solid <br />and impossible to grow the sweetest of all blossoms.<br /><br />Amberlee Carter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untitled-1-30-06/
