Ephemeral.

Would you know
What it feels like
3 am sobriety
After drinking to you

It’s like watching a flame
Fan the fires within
Burning the desire
To feel your heart

Two, we were once
None, we are now
The nuances of time
Our boundaries defied

Cursed was every touch
That painted memories on my skin
Each scar vividly reflecting
A venomous touch

The melody of words
Tuned into promises and vows
These whispers still resound
Your voice, mellifluous.

The addiction to solitude
The intoxication of intimacy
Your world , sempiternal
Our love, ephemeral.

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