love that kind and never left me
bittersweetly longing.
I have walked alone away
down streets of only bitterness,
purged the one who trespassed
past the fences of my trust.
But I have danced on walking feet
in toe shoes, elegant and lightly,
pink and bows and tightly held
for lost a lone of only sweet.
And all the ardor that we knew
could never be
come bittersweet from you.
