My tears are frozen in ever moving motion

Each drop a dead head bejeweled with an icy visor

Dull diamonds forged from sorrow imbued carbon

Cheeks weathered scarlet by bouts of time

Blood-soaked Euphrates eroded

Mouth-bed open clean as a dehydrated cat

‘Did you ever love me same as I did love you’

My mind wandered listlessly

As a child in a candy store

No you couldn’t have loved me then

How could you, with your alabaster lips e’er seeking

That baiser de vie from the sleeping dame

Perhaps my fervour for you was as a summer dove

A fledgling the once matured

Discarded its down feathers and took off in blistering flight