I cried for us today, you and me it’s like a fading memory a ghostly image that one can not touch smell or hear to know that I will never kiss your lips nor you mine, never hold your hand,never to whisper my beloved man, never you to caress my hips or lay your head upon my breast nor stroke the inner of my thighs. As you gaze into my eyes. 

I cried for you and I today, because another is with you and another wants to be with me, do you recall  my smell? do you even want to? you and me it’s like a fading memory a ghostly image that one can not touch or see. Always on my mind, tears demanding that I cut all my tieds. I refuse to allow distance to lay in your arms and hear the beat of your rising chest each night. That only should belong to me.

I will neither lay with it here on this plain or any, it will never have me as you. In this time or the next. Being with you is like been everywhere at the same time.

And I say to you Bless It Be.