My eyes did not see the words penned from your hand.
Did you write something sweeter than the chocolate you fed me?
Were your words hotter than the kiss bestowed upon my hand?
Did someone else read them and think that she was me?
What we shared, we will always have.
Let them read and see the naked truth
Fire to inferno, we cooled time
to an after-burning blaze of heat.
Copyright © 2012 Kimberly Yarbrough Carpenter
Music Suggestion: Lovesong, Adele