long ago
long ago, I loved you
with a love that was endless
I longed for your words
I ache for your touch
long ago, I desired you
with a passion that could not be quenched
each kiss, each touch
drove me to the brink of ecstasy
now, my love is nearly empty
there's no more than a spoonful left
your words breaks my heart
your touch hurts my soul
now, I wish to be left alone
for there is no passion left
all the embers have died down to ashes
to be blown away by the wind