Poet
Your words
once so beautiful,
so entracing,
have now been stripped down
left raw and painful to read.
The crimson cheek smiles
have faded,
and are replaced
with pale eyed grimances.
When did the artistry
fall away from your lips?
The ones I once
hung onto for just one more;
One more sweet phrase
that brought me to my knees.
Bittersweet your words
have become.
And now,
so has my heart for you.
Missing the poet
I knew long ago.
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