Eluded-Bullets Flying

Dangled words
pulled in
wrapped around warm
love is not here
though soon it shall return
as I begin to forget you.
The way your touch felt
when you skimmed your hand
across my naked skin.
The way your lips tasted
sweet summer wine
hay scented air
fires to brighten the night.
Dance with me
one more time
I begged
I pleaded
I could not understand
why you wanted to beat me.
In consequence
I failed myself.
I bled for you
allowed you into my head
into my bed.
As the year comes close
to when I was destroyed
I have to whisper:
Happy Anniversary
Am I ever glad I dodged that bullet.

©Oct. 20/19
Picture is my own.