Sorrowful heart with

Remembered longings.


Soft light and

Warm comfort.


Gentle music –

Gentle touch


Soulful eyes and

Whispered words.


The aching, and wanting

Fueled by passion and truth, mine.


Nothing is better –

No one is better.


Age brings acceptance,

Comfort in my skin, at last.


Only to be discarded,

Only to be broken.


Such a waste,

Such a shame.