I woke up
with a poem inside me
Taking its place
In the space you abandoned
The unreached light
Between my ribs,
A tiny cave that went
Unoccupied for so long
I had forgotten it was ever there.
But you sniffed it out;
You found it,
And curled your heart,
peacefully,
next to mine.
Pumping together simultaneously,
Making our bodies thrum
Heightening our senses
And our limits.
We were swept away for a while
Knowing it made no sense.
Then your affection
turned gray and shriveled.
Cleaving off,
ran off,
To die on its own
My heart lamented
Cried out,
A swan song for a dead love.
However,
Space was made
Where my heart could thrive,
Crimson and Azul.
I filled that spot up
On my own.
I’d rather have
this poem than you,
And I won’t forget it this time.