Will I ever learn to stay
And savor the afterglow
That lingers on the embers of
The fervent flame I shared with you?
Will I ever learn to cherish
All those meaningful caresses
You trail on my bare skin
Each time I rise to leave?
I fear you so much, my minute’s flame,
I fear to feel a tinge of longing
When we are long apart.
Hence I try and struggle to cut these strings
That seem to creep unto my heart
After our moments of ecstasy.
I always rush to leave you first
Because I am afraid
To pay the price of foolish love
Merely borne of lust.
No. Just no.
I cannot yield to a heart’s call.
I can only strongly vow
To refuse to fall.