Moments of ecstasy
Rapture after rapture
Until the smooth grace of satisfaction befalls
Us
Every movement to being bound
Countervailed
By what we shared
Until the capricious nature of love befalls
Us
You loved it when I hurt you
I loved it when I hurt you
You despised the hurt that was not our fault
Until the sanctity of another befalls
You
I am alone
The clutter whiz bang
Pain that crushes as mercurial as a Tsunami
The tide of battered beaten feelings of my lost love befalls
Me
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