I Could Not Exist, Not For You

those words hang stolen

weeping willow feelings
a translation
so desperate

so sudden
a panic slighted by
memories that
only sleep can
bribe from
a hidden cave

i think
i thought of you
as love

a piece of heaven
dangling over
a crimson counter-top
tempting my
sensations

a reverberation
of a gift
offered only
by the Universe

you stole
them from another
love
that flourished
in a time
that I could not exist

not for you