You Don't Love Me By Charlene Standard disclaimers apply I'm lost beneath this curtain of hair, Of neverending strands. Your golden smile Your painfully beautiful gaze Don't move me. It hurts to think Every breath draws blood. A liquid seeps into my heart Like molten lava. I look there and know my heart to be Melting. Ethereality; I have seen it I believe in it Yet it is far from perfection, Simply a marred shadow of Something kicked behind and left In the dust of loneliness. My breath is leaving me now. Wisps of hair still caress my face. Even now I yearn to tell you How I love you. How my lust for you Grows unceasingly. But your gaze stops me. Golden, brown, warm. Where a fiery ember Not that of Earth, Nor of Heaven, Nor of Hell, Dances. I think I have been imprisoned Within it for the longest time. Then your hair tumbles over me A sea, a wave of at once Stormy bronze. Love you, love me. No, you don't love. You can't love. And you don't love me.
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