One day you will treasure your beloved body like you should.
Your will hold your head high,
eyes beaming with sparkles.
Taking each step as only a bit further up the ladder.
Delighted with your accomplishments and success,
courageous and adventurous as ever.
You will be loved and wanted,
just as you are now.
But one day, you will know that.
Left alone on the side of the gravel road,
absent of a home.
Without any family or friends.
The snow is sprinkling onto the ground,
and you didn’t even give me a jacket.
You tossed me out of your rusty old truck,
abandoning me in the void.
My feet grow cold and numb
as my hands begin to tingle.
My lips are bloodied and cracked,
dry as a mid-summer heat.
Your strong hands wrapped
around my opaque neck,
cutting off my only air supply.
Droplets of water dangle
off of the brittle branches
as the birds sing in the morning sun.
An illuminated glow surrounds the tree
as animals and children flock
to its humble presence as it stands tall
in the wooded forest,
looking down at the flushed cheeks
giggling beneath it.
Each time my eyes lie upon your sweet face
my cheeks begin to warm,
my heart leaps for a second,
my eyes widen and sparkle.
Your aura gives me butterflies
racing around in my stomach,
awaiting to be break out.
The first time I laid with you
was my first time in bed with someone.
The warmth of your vessel against my own.
Your heated breath caressing my navel
with your hands cupping my rosy cheeks.
Now I lay alone,
absent of intimacy.
Dragon fire unloads
upon the tiny wooden homes.
Villagers scream as their limbs
melt away like candles.
The smell of incinerated corpses
fills the nostrils of those still alive.
Children wiping salty droplets
off of their flushed cheeks
as they watch the world burn
in front of their pale faces.