Long days, cold nights
Dreadful nightmares, vanished sight
Hours then days then weeks
Scorching tears flowing down my cheeks

Frittering my nights biting lunula
Whole night of grief is eating my medulla
Heartache in silent shout
No solution seems to work out

Once a virgin before you broke my wings
The jiffy we shared and unique dreams
Knowing not the double edged sword under the mat
In exchange for my love, you stabbed my heart

These broken wings of mine
This virus in my blood

2015/Christopher E. Loti