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