Pictures

your memory is fading
like the ache in my chest,
so sharp and clear
in the present

your face is a blur in my mind
the way your deep eyes sloped downward
in a submissive dip
like the corners of your mouth
held in a closed smile,
inverted

fluttering against my cheek
a rejection
a reaction
a futile attempt at
breaking the laws
of physics

the feel of your skin
the breadth of your chest
the set of your lips
the smell of your neck
the bend of your nose
the the contortion of features
as i told you
i needed no time

the whispers of encouragement
the words of assurance

the pain in my hand, as you squeezed it
once we saw the red lights flash
and heard the grimace of man made machine

the depth of your voice
as you moaned your desire
and the lowered groan when i
was good

the grasp on my hips,
closer to smother

and your base desires
that mean nothing

to you

the print of red lips
on smooth, white
is still there, bright

though the pinch you have
has faded

please lie to me

please have believed my lies

i want the power
to crush you

please give it to me