i woke this morning
with the dream remains
of your kiss
upon my lips
wispy and tasting
of yesterdays
long
gone cold
your name still sat
upon my tongue
the feel of your fingers
entwined with mine
lingered
like a ghost
i cannot escape
even
if i chose to
your memory
draped across my skin
like
the sweetest serpent’s bite
this poison
this love
will kill me
as surely
as this broken heart
never could