Farewell (2005)

farewells i have tasted enough, though
still my throat is parched with thirst-while i wait for a parting as sweet
to dampen the brew of the bitter farewell first.

a waving hand makes promises sore,
or meeting forever like never before??
but to me a goodbye means hellish pain
throbbing within while sores remain.

to love and being wanted was not what i thought,
but instead, desertion and pain was all i got.
while asking for less you get a lot more,
perhaps to suffer anew like never before.

i rest my heart on an anvil of trust,
not to be hammered and ground to dust!
but alas! a hammer has its job to do
squashing the heart stitched anew.