I felt the pain in your voice,
how obscure notions consumed,
devoured every trace of tangible lucidity.
I felt the pain in your glance,
how dashing daggers of andradite turned,
transformed into somber indifference.
I felt the pain in your touch,
how feeble caresses faded,
dwindled to a state of nonexistence.
I felt the pain in your taste,
how syrupy osculates blistered,
scorched my covetous nature.
I felt the pain in your aroma,
how rivulets of jasmine lapsed,
fused into oppressive sourness.
I felt your pain as a whole,
how our innate passions slipped,
crumbled between the bareness of my hands...
And our pain, we, became one.