DEPARTURE - by Avery Robertson

DEPARTURE  by Avery Robertson Love seems not to have found a friend in me, no matter how vainly I try. Those days are long past, along with visions of kisses and soft smiles in the flickering candlelight, that once would vibrate inside my head. I must cry, if I do not, then my heavy heart will surely burst, that small, poor doomed fragile thing. I had never known anything in the world, like me wanting you. Now I only know the worst of us, like a spear through my heart, and thorn crown cutting my brow. No more light shines in my eyes, all that has departed, and all my dreams are now untouched and put away, cast into a dark dungeon; all because I believe in the touch on my flesh, the burn of you inside me, that taste. My muse is vapor, and my fate is sealed, only you can unbind me, set me free or let the emotions of sweetness, flow once again, like raging rivers in the wilderness.