Already bruised

 

I will suffer this memory

Through countless,

sleepless,

endless nights.

Goodbye

hanging in every silence.

.

And me

Clinging on bravely

With my yearning fingertips

Seeking solace

In any smile.

.

And you

Your eyes

full of parting

And your lips

already bruised

with another man’s kiss

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Photo stolen from the web – uncredited

 

(my apologies for my the recording – hoarsely unwell and accompanied by a creaking, rambling house)