Longing

 

“Longing”

You belonged to her

I wanted you

So wonderful, magnificent

I drew you in with longing looks

And warm, wet lips

I made you beg for more

Still your ring was like a razor blade

I reached out for your hand

 But slashed my fingers ‘til I bled

I held on tight despite the blood

Determined not to let go

Throwing caution to the wind, you did give in

Now no longer wonderful, nor magnificent, you’re simply just a man