I sleep in a desert, empty and expansive,
lying awake I cannot help but relive
those times when on a regular basis
you would transform my sands into an oasis.
Lush green forests would grow
and I would bask in your golden glow
unaware that as quick as the flick of a butterfly wing
your love would become a short, sharp sting.
I tear my heart as I sleep alone
in a bed as cold as stone
tightly bound in an icy cover
while you feel the primal heat of a lover.
But your warmth never stayed with me long
and you failed to make me strong
so I seek out flames in other places,
in more deserving embraces.