february_night

escape me
break me
rape me
then forsake
me
leave me
wilted
broken
twisted
jilted
ill forsake you
the memory
the fake view
the cold caress
gentle press
the cold
warm hold
the eyes like fire
unhurried desire
till u tire
of me
of us
the fire
burning low now
you retire
and are gone like smoke
on a dreamy
february night