gone are the exploratory kisses
to dissipate charge
and tension
gone are the soft heartbeats
like gentle whispers on my breasts
gone is the running away
tongue and syllables for another day
gone is the desirous wanting
more of everything
gone is the belief that if only
we meet inseparably
I can be me with you
gone is the taste
of taking you
away or with me
gone is the necessary climax
to proclaim an ending
and gone is the person I was
before you breathed on me
