Gone

Those once yearned for moments of tenderness and intimacy have gone
Days when I waited to hear your voice, taste your lips, feel your touch are ebbing away

A senseless squandering

I look into your eyes and tenderness is replaced with distance
Fragrances that took you to far off places now leave no trace

And I weep

Inside my heart breaks as I listen to you talk of anything but us
Not pausing for a minute to discover who and what I am
Confident in your pre-conceptions
Never realising your prize and now your loss

And what of that which I willingly gave up for you?
Bitterness like jealousy is not my trademark It's a negative to be transcended

Yet still I fight

Your academia no substitute for intelligence

How cavalier you are, shunting away and discarding love
Maybe it's too rare for you to recognise

The flooding reservoir of my heart bleeds
it once cried out to be rescued
but you turned your back on it
walked on by refusing to hear

I reach to touch you and you remain frozen
like a toy soldier stiff and starched
lest your feelings leak through
and you are seen to respond

My head searches for a reason why
tears stain my words as through blurred vision I try
to understand

Your voice betrays no emotion as through tired eyes
You strain to entertain this woman
Once a lover - now a stranger with no claims on you

Heartbreak is the downside of love
I am a conquest of love

Your mouth says I love you and runs
hides from the consequences of tampering with my love
You changed the rules with those three words too

Now there's nothing left to say
The dog truly had it's day

(c) Pat de Whalley
Birmingham, England