perspiring drops of sharp anxiety,
rivulets of doubt and shame,
fears devised in notariety
of desires left, yet overcame;
months ensued in malignant weeping
lamenting over the loss of you,
yet i have found alone in sleeping,
i am prepared for something new...
her brilliance wavers in my memory,
her luster rusts and moths away,
and i am left in pure tranquilty
with naught a breath yet left to say.