where does my heaven go

when you turn your gaze away?

is it swallowed by some hollow moon,

the hapless minion of a lesser god?

to whom then do i pray?

and when your sweet embrace

no longer whispers in my arms,

will scarlet secrets once we shared

become the mist of you,

fogging the memories

of my forgetful mind?

as i let go the last breath we shared

            (it was the kiss that set you free)

will you gather up what once there was

and leave in its place

            nothing

where something should be