I lie awake, yet unable to move,
Pinned down by your cold embrace.
Between your cooing encouragements,
I choke on my atrophied memories,
Unable to recall the fragmented thoughts,
Of every kiss you laid upon my chest,
Burning holes down to my soul,
Like so many cigarette burns,
But I need that,
I want that so much,
That even as you tear me apart,
Flesh, thoughts, feelings,
Rending the concept of my being…
I sigh with relief;
I remember your face.