Written to answer a request for a piece about a lonely lover.
I've spent my life as a man untouched
By fear, weakness, or cowardly shame,
With heart hardened to love and much
That I took for a strong man's bane.
Then, by simple circumstance, you came to me,
A furious aphrodesian hurricane,
Within you a fire for all to see,
So much power in such a tiny frame.
You tore down my walls and left me bare,
Casting my heart into the light of the sun,
And for a moment I knew love without compare,
Giving you a victory I thought could not be won.
I stand alone amongst the rubble now,
Yearning, spent, pained, and wasted.
With what I have left I hope that somehow
Your tempest returns to see my heart sated.
I want to hate and be rid of memory,
But as I rebuild my walls ever higher,
Thoughts of you are locked in my treasury,
Forever safe from my futile ire.
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