Beautiful Pain
His eyes
pierce my fragile
shell of self-sontrol.
Lighting the candle
that burns my heart
slowly, the smoke
turns it black.
Love seeps out
falling to earth
like the first snow
of winter. His voice
envelops me in
a cocoon of
painful softness.
Longing to hear
him speak but
dreading the
words he'll say.
His scent, tantalizing
me, but I never
want to smell that
exquisite smell again.
In my dreams
he reaches for me
his hands caress
and soothe the
ache. But when
I wake there's
only shadow and
the chill of an
empty bed. He
does not know
He never will
how much my
heart burns for
wanting him.
Oblivious to my
beautiful pain
He dares to smile
at me, not knowing
that I die with
every glance,
fleeting touch.