LOVE Poem: Cindy, by SK the Desert Sage

WHY DON’T YOU GET BACK WITH CINDY
SHE KNEW HOW TO LOVE YOU
It wasn’t my ex wife’s nastiest tirade but it was nastier than usual
And you know, that’s what happened when she left
The universe has a funny way of speaking in irony
And it’s ironic that a few serendipitous swipes would have your picture sitting in my face
Gorgeous, untouched by time
I remember all the wrongs I had done to you
And parts of dead hopes I buried
Along with the bluebird in my chest
Long ago
I swiped right, you had already said yes

We picked up where we left off
Karma had been repaid 10 fold
Evident by what I just got out of
I atoned for my wrongs and in your sweet grace
you still saw the golden heart in my chest
You’ve been the only one to ever hold it
Your touch was so dainty, your hands tiny and tattooed
You always said you fit when I held you
I finally agreed, All of these years later

We were supposed to get married
We imagined what our kids would have looked like
The parents we’d be to each others
We shared our souls
We made love with passion
I’ve only known true passion with you, and that’s why we never work

The last time we were intimate
It wasn’t intimacy
It was fucking
Olympic level fucking
You’re delicate, and I told you I never wanted to hurt you again,
Emotionally or physically
But it was your birthday, and you wanted it
harder, and harder

Deep enough to touch your lungs you said
Until I turned you on your stomach and you couldn’t take more
Ravished
The heat of the June night cranked up 10 degrees

And with your blissful smile and those cut eyes
I knew deep down that’s what I’ve been to you
I know why your sons name is a play on mine
Despite him being the same race as his father
I’m a toxic fuck imprinted on your heart
And a whole me is to much of a old friend
rather than THE old fuck

Did you get that baby turtle on your ankle for me?

My crybaby

My little black suicide girl