Love, There is Always a Destructive Rush

Your greeting

those painfully full lips

the slightest of smiles

that tears at my heart.

Those grey eyes

dark and sultry

never breaking your

gaze at me.

Can't you see me drowning here? 

Distance is closing in and I smell

cigarettes and alcohol

and you

like the way the world smells 

after a summer rain.

You make me foggy, weak. Leaving me with such a need.

You almost vibrate with life

and fury

so close to touching

yet still at a safe distance.

Can you see? My love for you, rusty and painful, is still there.

Slightest brush of lips

make me remember

nights of swollen lips

and next morning aches.

Care to save me, dear? No, not when drowning is so much fun, for you.

If I don't go now

my weakened knees will fail me

falling at your feet.

Your cruelty in this 

makes me beg you to let me go

such a slippery slope when

love and hate

are perfectly entwined.

Reviews

[Sourav]

Beautifully written. Lovely!

[An owl on the moon]

Such pain mingled in the longings... the cruel twist of love's fate, to desire and yet sit on the edge of existence. This is so beautifully bittersweet. Made me want to scream "You deserve so much more!"