Former lover

As winter finally loosens its grasp, melancholy overtakes me. No longer can I hide the kisses left all along my skin, by my longest-held lover. A lover not found in pictures or phone calls, a beloved known only by old friend. seldom if at all spoken about locked away beneath me as I slumber. the cruelest romance take take take yet seldom give, cold and lifeless like my ex yet somehow more loving. kisses ( scars ) litter my body deeper and deeper they go, but alas never enough more more he says. an insatiable beast savoring for more crimson and pain. the longer I go without him the more abusive and cold he gets. Just as a baby's beloved stuffy he is never far deeper and deeper we go as images of caskets and hospital beds flash by. locked in a never-ending dance. he grows more and more prodigious each and every time I grow weary.