He Remains Thirsting

I wish I could say I dream of us

I wish I could say I still feel the love

I know its gone

the magic that kept the bind is lost

I dont even want the ghost

I burn the memory

everything is a lie even when it was paradise

So I know love cant be mine

so I dont live life

I wanted love

you only gave me lust

so I no longer dream of us

I just float in the sky

with awful memories inside this butterfly

i wish i could say there was a better end to this story

but you made it clear we were just an affair

there is no glory

the magic of foolishness is gone

still I fly on

I wish I could say I dream of us

but when I wanted love

you only gave lust

so the women no longer trust

we walk single

but I am still sparkling

while he remains thirsting

Reviews

[Kady R.]

Hiii Butterfly,

I understand what you're going through. Lust is a terrible thing to go through especially if you desire that emotional connection. And really lust is so temporary and then go away just like your poem stated. You're left with the remains of a ruined building that was never built. Something with no foundation nothing to cling to.

Wonderfully written poem. Thanks for sharing🤗🤗🥰🥰

[butterfly]

Thank you Kady for another wonderful review! I appreciate you a lot :)

[Kady R.]

Welcome!!🤗🤗🤗🥰🥰🥰