Where once you sparkled now all I see is ordinary,
luke warm nothing dripping from your tight thin lips.
And gone the spell you so cleverly wove quite tight about my heart,
resistant to the lure of mouth and hands and hips and soft sweet voice.
I smile as those tales trickle from your tongue
and fall on ears quite deaf and unforginving.
Back turned my shadow thrown out long before me
your brightness fading quickly as a new dawn glows ahead.
In time just ghostly whispers will remain of what once was
caught on the breeze as summer shines upon my deep lined face.
And one last time scars long healed will itch as a reminder
of something out of reach that once burned bright.