Aftermath
By angelique
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
- 283 reads
THE AFTERMATH
In the aftermath of our frenzied lovemaking
A wave of indifference washes over me
As I look into your mind's eye
And I am greeted with nothing
The morning after is bleak, cold and dismal
As the reality of our futile actions
Descends upon me
I struggle to regain what's left of My Self
The Self I lost with you
So that I could move on to
What I need for
ME
- Log in to post comments