pains of love
tireless ego dissipates, replaced by painful truth.
I need her…
her comforting words; inscriptions of hope.
her longing touch, her loving eyes.
it says nothing about my character, I tell myself.
it doesn’t have to be this way, I tell myself.
extinguish searing fires
with own bucket
clash against demons
with own sword
fight for love
with own self
I know you can do it, she says
I will never give up, she says
will she last
will she take
sapping soul, flaying flesh, scorching sinews
weary eyes, sunken heart, worn-out ducts
I won’t need her