Time spent together in affection isn’t time wasted
Kept alone, discarding inviting glances forcefully
Abandoned skin, undependable intimacy cracking towards total instability
Fizzled inspiration, dying dedication
Highest peaks experienced alone
Dying of thirst reaching for refreshing experimental rejuvenation.
Planet distance from sought after status
Blankets wrapped over one seeking comfort
Too embarrassing, asking for more
Fleeting opportunities and rare time wasted
Dead menus, unavailable requests, sitting pitifully by one’s self.