blink until it burns your eyes
you have become something i despise
i loved you then
but you became a friend
loss of passion and sex life too
and i no longer give myself to you
you still hold fast
hoping somehow we will last
squeezing too tight to your fistful of sand
it finds its way through your creased hands
but hold me lightly and there i stand
and time is out
too late for that
and here i stand
however....
with another man