Goodbye My Lover

Bitten lips press against tender skin

Feeling the anguish radiating sin

She responds, much to my chagrin

By leaning back and inviting me in.

We dance so passionately slow,

You letting me decide the tempo,

As we continue until you show

That you are ready for me to go.

I leave abruptly without a kiss,

Though I think about your lips

Looking at me, uttering a low hiss,

Saying how I'm who you'll always miss

I wish I had given you my might

And shown you you're all mine

They found you, bruised and alight

And now I'll think about is that night.