i wished that i'll be,
a breathing memory to you
till your face in blue.
but, i'm sad being
like a faded smoke to you.
i miss you, like the sun
misses the moon in the morning sky.
as the dawn falls
the darkness creeps through my skin
and fills in the pores
leaving my flesh, wrenched.
i feel hungry.
i starve for your mouth
to feed mine with kisses.
i starve for your voice
to fill my ears with lullabies.
i starve for your hair
touching me on my chest.
i starve for your hands
touching me on my thighs.
i still remember
your alcohol stained breath,
breathing near my neck.
the sustenance
doesn't calms my hunger
and this starving sheds me
into fine broken fragments.
i'm so lost in search of your steps
since the day you left
to fill my throat again with your presence.
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