Never Love

..Too Loud

let me, pick
up the bones
you've left them dry
on the bed
..even your shirt no longer
stain of love,
but the perfume of your
hair still linger in the
room, why did you go
away.. didn't we loved enough..?

these bones are rough
unlike your skin when
you were joyous, and happy
when we were so in love drowning
in our madness like bees into
honey but now it stings badly
it stings, to see these bones
all resting without a whisper
you did not move
not a budge since you
lay to sleep
my love

i thought you were playing
death like we always do
we always laughed till our hearts
cried, cramped in pain
for the laughter
is all we had between
the love that veiled us
perfectly

i no longer laugh now, no
longer cared to love.. for
you have taken the madness
and even left me with
these bones, what am i to
do, we should have agreed
on cremation instead

but the fire would not touch us
as we laughed and loved
our hearts we cried circling
around uneasily like a pair
of drunked honeybees not
knowing when to stop, yield till
you said you're out of
breath

i sit here rocking on
this chair and awaited your return
but you had turn to
dust, your shirt no longer
stain of love, but the perfume
of your hair still linger in the
room, why did you go
away...didn't we love
enough...?