Liar You Make Of Me Poem by Meredith Fahey

Here we are again
A year after we took leave of each other
In the same bed
Like time never changed our love, nor tore it asunder
Why have we not been able to find this in anyone else?
I hold you like a child would
Protecting their most cherished possession
Should I feel more guilty for taking you away from her?
But you feel like mine
You are my hands, my voice, my laughter
My comfort, my lust and my love
You are a warm body,
To distract me from pain
That power scared you once
Where will this lead?
Will you keep me bound to you?
Until I fall apart
Because you keep taking part of me when you go…
My hands, my voice, my laughter
My comfort, my lust and my love
Until I am left alone

(2/27/05)