Slipping Gently Into Oblivion Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul

slipping gently into oblivion at sunrise
my quest to disappoint fulfilled
I offer you tears instead of tea
you offer me love leaving.
its seared into my core
that last salt laced kiss
the one I wanted to keep for myself and never give.
its not my spirit you took
but my dreams you left
that hurt the most.
you know, there's no beauty in parking garages
and long kisses goodbye
when the only star in the universe
has collapsed onto itself
leaving one lost
in a big black hole.