Using Love

For Life, who was the first. At least parts of it.

How can I speak to you if I speak of notion gone?
Gone as wind that visits the crests of frozen mountain tops
Only to leave once the solstice fades
And sunlight sets again its heat in mountain stone?

Come back to me in winter; if it's cold enough, I could
Cling to you like a selfish infant clings to summery breast,
And leave just like a child leaves
His empty parent, shelled, cold as friendless stone.

I have used love like a drug to devour when I need.
I have gifted you with lies of loving notions every time
I felt my time was frozen, too harsh for me to hold
My own. And so I use you as I carve your love and heart to stone.

Author's Note

Life is a person. A very important one.