Drowned Love

I look at you staring at the ceiling

I've already tried the moves, all the touches and words...

But you only look at me blankly, covered in pain...

It seems you don't realize you're not the only one in this storm...

You were born and I was born...

It's not like one of us never lived and never learned...

We were once so alive in raging waters...

The love that came out of our very breath is what kept us from going under...

Who cared about the fast winds and striking thunder...

We looked into each other's eyes and found safety..

 

I caresss your bit of skin that I have under my hand...

I'm trying to convey all my worried emotions without making a frenzy...

But your good-bye is known just by the coolness you get from my heat..

This is when in love meets letting go...

 

I cringe as I attempt to ignore all the tension and lost hope

But we've collided to the final break...

Dawn hasn't even arrived yet and I sense everything at stake...

Tears form gently across my face and you refuse to turn my way...

Everything is calmly bundled up beneath you and I can barely make it through each moment without falling deeper

You're keeping a pleasant hold and i'm a big weeper..

 

Your footsteps are louder than you think...

I lay down with my eyes close waiting for the bomb to explode so I can run and trip...

Fight for you with a loose grip...

I hear the zipper and the sound of clothes thrown in making a rainbow with its color...

My heart is beating fast with fury but it knows better than to hover...

I allow myself to listen to the last sigh and cry that comes from your beautiful face...

I know you're writing a letter and replacing our love with nothing but a memory...

An old, dirty window that no longer holds light...

I want to catch you, to hold you forever, but the slam of  the door makes my new life take flight...

 

I try to at least get to my knees, to see what you said...

But i'm constantly taking one step and then crawling back into bed...

I knew we both thought we were once worth it...

The waves that pounded against us left nothing more than a drenched body..

Our hearts were the only treasure that remained solid and dry..

That was, until, it too, began to drown and cry...

 

Little do I know, beyond the corner, the note says simple words that either mean too little or too much...

"Good-bye is the last touch.."

And then the sun glistens at me, forcing me back alive...