You were my first
And could have been my last,
But alas, that was not to be.
Your scent once sent me wild with desire
Now off-putting, nay revolting even
Your sweet tenderness overflowed from your oh so soft heart,
Now all I feel is gut-wrenching pain, misery
Early on in our relationship,
I needed from you only the very basic and simple
Pure white sweet nourishment, love
Oh you gave that to me, more.
As the years went on
Our love progressed
To something so sophisticated
So deep, rich.
To think that you were there
So early and for so long
I would not admit the pain you caused
I could not deny myself the pleasure, of you.
But now after months,
I know and accept
I cannot let myself be tortured
I release myself of all the hurt, deception.
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