Heart wounds...

i have the heart of the coldest winter,

thats broken like the cracked ditches of a deadly desert 

nobody in this world owes anyone anything.

and trust is as strong, but as delicate as a silky spiderweb,that can break a widows hard work and dedication with a quick,abrupt wind.

it was always him and me me and him.

our hearts’ beat together, with each sensuous touch, with each enduring kiss, pulsing with electrifying energy that is too much to bear

a soft song that continuously plays, and a feeling of deep desire when you leave,
unexplained in this humanly world.

I remember when, it was all new, the days were longandbeautiful,we thought we would die when the day ended, because we had to part.

forsixteenmonths we loved so deeply, our souls opened and intertwined. 

We’ve learned so much; how to love, how to share, to be generous , to feel pure bliss, how to think how you think and to understand, to respect, to bring pleasure, to support, how to defend, how to hurt one another, how to make love, how to feel like dying when we were apart for so long.
..

and then a change.

 i feel a different energy that is not mine or his

he gave me red  shoes that , belong to someone else, that didn't belong to this ladie's feet