_Paul
05-19-2011, 07:35 PM
She broke my heart
With all her guile
Greenest eyes and
The cruellest smile
What’s left is hers
For none can do
What she did to me
A gift of agony
She found my heart
With all her guile
No fingers stroked
Nor smile caressed
A fist instead
Thrashed my heart
A knife I’d expect
In my back twice
A heart no longer
Remained, instead
A growing chasm
In which I delved
Deeper, Deeper
Pleasure in pain
Became, my only
Source of beauty
She found treasure
Beyond repair
More sacred than
Any gold or amber
Found in limbo
Lost in the midst
Of souls and minds
Never in bliss
A fist for a fist
With all her guile
Greenest eyes and
The cruellest smile
What’s left is hers
For none can do
What she did to me
A gift of agony
She found my heart
With all her guile
No fingers stroked
Nor smile caressed
A fist instead
Thrashed my heart
A knife I’d expect
In my back twice
A heart no longer
Remained, instead
A growing chasm
In which I delved
Deeper, Deeper
Pleasure in pain
Became, my only
Source of beauty
She found treasure
Beyond repair
More sacred than
Any gold or amber
Found in limbo
Lost in the midst
Of souls and minds
Never in bliss
A fist for a fist