sweet tart's blog: "Just some stuff I write..."

What have we become?

What is this I see and feel?

Your body turned facing the wall.

You sleep, as I search,

For someone else to catch my fall.

Once our passion burned hot.

Is it me? Or perhaps it's you.

I was once your love, but

Our dark heat has now lost it's hue.

Oh how long since I've felt your caress?

Feeling skin against skin.

Too long waiting for that touch,

That once made me spin.

Strangers in the same bed.

What have we become?

Habit and conformity...

To that, we both succumb.

No longer will I conform,

To a passion long gone.

I die more each day...

As the blood you take is drawn.

We fight or we die.

Another failure added to the list.

Unless we wake up and see.

If this love should indeed persist.