She came into my life. A pow with clout
and vibrance. Madness stippling the air,
a risk brewing outside. Breath clings to hair
unlike before. I sink from touch. This doubt
consumes the mind. Her mouth, it forms a shout
which knocks bulwark of hearts down. Lustful stares
entrance my trust. Only her eye will spare
this shattered home from its anguish. A drought
from cold embrace is what I need. This tide,
a wretched curse that only dawn can break.
For good I set my hate aside. At last
she lets me taste some joy. Mourning the ride
we took by night, warmth comes, and then a shake
through bones. The time we shared left me aghast.
