Hot Lips And Empty Arms Poem by Charles Hancock

Dreamed of your hot lips
but with empty arms
Need to come to grips,
you don't dig my charms

Holding onto a special thing
that breathes no more
Nothing but a disregarded fling
with a heavy underscore

Were you hiding behind a mask?
I really don't know
and I'm afraid to ask
I know, I need to just let it go

Was I just the flavor of the week,
or some silly lovers game
of Russian Roulette, so to speak?
Still, it hurts all the same

All the years that we were friends
then you suddenly withdrew
So this is how it all ends?
Tell me what you want me to do

Been waiting to hear you say
why you choose to ignore me
You won't give me the time of day
Please grant me a lil' reciprocity

Guess I always knew in my heart
you didn't feel the same
When you left, my world fell apart
but I still hold a flame