Love X 0

A Poem from 06/12/2006

Love X 0
06/12/2006
by David C. Roberson

Lovely liar,
with hearts on fire,
smell the smoke—
a burning tire.
Friction fast
from dry skin rubbed too
Raw.

Comfort, warm me
in my waking.
In your arms,
I’m always shaking
from your ice-cold
blood I wish to
thaw.

Sneak behind me,
my neck twisting,
lungs deflate.
You keep insisting
our love exists—
it’s just a word you saw...

or thought
on a whim.

It wasn’t real; now I’m
alone again.

Rub me, stroke me,
fuck my feelings.
Drink the moisture
from our heavings.
Kiss me to mute
the words that made me fall:

“I love you.”