(Inspired from 'It Matters To Me' by Faith Hill)
How do i purge the past from my mind?
It has proven most difficult i find.
Fantasy has gouged my eyes making me blind.
But i am still trapped by your one bind.
You have not seen your nightly tears from my eyes.
But your deep, perfect eyes show no deception or lies.
This feeling of defeat I have come to despise.
I live day to day with empty energy.
I will never be granted my one plea.
My time with you always has to be payed a fee.
I must have permission or a soul binding decree.
So why do i live like this?
I cannot remember your last true kiss.
Or waking with you in morning bliss.
Still like a fool, i remember and reminisce.
The lost desire in your kiss would lift me til i would fall.
I have hit dead end after dead end...wall after wall.
It was your kiss that would softly call
Upon my heart. Rip it from this heart and now i crawl.
I fall on my knees in defeat both with and without you.
Your time spent with others, your aura a different hue.
Has your new interests made our time fewer than few?
Or is it just one interest taking her cue?
It is the past with the true you i miss.
Should i unclench it from my reminiscent fists?
But that would destroy you, me....all of this.
Which is why i wait for, desire, and curse your every kiss.
Conchita Mauer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-every-kiss/
