Date Archives July 2021

Wasted & Wounded

He was my first

In all the ways you could possibly imagine

My first cup of longing

And my first flight to the heavens above.

He made me feel like I’m the only woman here

The center of his universe

The code to his heart

And the answer to life’s logic.

They say he did all this on purpose

To leave me wasted and wounded

To ensure I’d never love another

And to cast away his greatest deception.

As I attempt to deliver a soliloquy

Of my nascent love and his mastery

I find no words to express the sting trapped inside

Or the rapture of skin and flesh

Near the Indian Ocean.