Your smile
rips my heart,
A dagger slicing
through tender flesh
Your kind voice
sears my mind,
Scalding drops
Leaving deep scars
Your gentle touch
sets me on fire
marking me
with blisters
Your words
Choke the hope
out of my soul,
they are not
the ones
I want to hear
Your face
is etched
in indelible ink
of my tears
on the canvas
of my mind
My breath sticks
in my throat
Every heartbeat
is an ache
as I struggle
to imagine a life
without you
Perhaps it is pain I love
and suffering
For why else
would I inflict
Upon myself
the agony
of your company
I smile
I laugh
I talk
I pretend you mean
nothing to me
though you are
everything
I ever wanted,
can never have
© 2013 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved
rips my heart,
A dagger slicing
through tender flesh
Your kind voice
sears my mind,
Scalding drops
Leaving deep scars
Your gentle touch
sets me on fire
marking me
with blisters
Your words
Choke the hope
out of my soul,
they are not
the ones
I want to hear
Your face
is etched
in indelible ink
of my tears
on the canvas
of my mind
My breath sticks
in my throat
Every heartbeat
is an ache
as I struggle
to imagine a life
without you
Perhaps it is pain I love
and suffering
For why else
would I inflict
Upon myself
the agony
of your company
I smile
I laugh
I talk
I pretend you mean
nothing to me
though you are
everything
I ever wanted,
can never have
© 2013 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved
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