You are no more than a healed burn
A mistake from which I learn
A solution to which I do not turn
A sensation I know not to yearn
I made the mistake of one odd touch
Knowing to let go, I continued to clutch
I waited until the sensation was too much
And all left of you was a year long crutch
At first, the sharp sensation was just warm
Feelings awakened and began to swarm
Tricked by your goddess-like form
Confusing my logic in a love-lust storm
Upon release came the aftermath pain
Source gone, immense hurt acts as stain
Left over with just inverse gain
And soaked surfaces from eyeball rain
Over time your persistence would cease
Unknowingly, just like that I felt release
Like an abandoned house’s expired lease
I am just like before you, normal and at peace
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