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I've spent enough nights with him still inside me
To know that the hole in my heart is not
Nearly as shallow as the one between my legs and
Will not be filled quite so
Easily
To know that no one will find love in
The desecrated temple that is
Me
Once so sacred
Doors swing open for anyone who can
Make me feel special for a few minutes
Call me beautiful and
I'll call him holy
Anoint him with honey
Bathe him with my 
Tears
Sacrifice my smile to bask in the sunlight of 
His
Arms wrapped around me at night 
Hoping that one day we'll make
Love but 
For now we just
F**k because
The hole in my heart is not quite so
Shallow as the one between my legs

Author's Note

How can I make this a stronger poem? What can I add?

Reviews

[wordman]

sad write,crying out for the lost love,trying to find it where it can not be found

[The Twin Arenas]

Do you think you need to add anything to it? What do you feel is missing?

[Kacie Sherman]

I just feel like maybe there's more to say but I'm not sure. Does it feel complete?

[The Twin Arenas]

Yes, it does.

[Kacie Sherman]

Then maybe it is

[The Twin Arenas]

It's a gooder.