And all her worries trail down her cheeks,
Leak from her
(heart)

Eyes, weeping of the time
You've lost.

Waiting.

But in the absence of your hand,
She reaches out and touches another,
Sluts up, fucks another.

Let her clothes slide down her body
As they whisper to her that she's their everything.

And you watch.

Waiting.

Slip,
Grip,
Fit,
Touch,
Whisper in her ear that you
Were never so sure of anything.

But the words aren't yours.
The dreams don't belong to you anymore.

And as soon as she longs for you,
She longs for her.

Push,
Press,
Lips,
Oh god,
How soft her lips feel.

(Nothing like the comfort found in your chapped own.)

Running out of time,
Through rooms they trail,
Rip,
Toss,
Tear,
Like a race you can't win.

And you watch.

Watch. Waiting.

Velvet softness of your stomach
As your hand slides down,
Reaches, pleases.

And you cry.

And you wait.

Screams tear through her throat
As she Cries out your name,
But it's not your body,
It's not your touch.

And it's never felt so poisonous.

As you wait.

And wait.

Desperately wait...

...but nothing comes.