Maybe I love you.
Maybe I don't.
Maybe you love me.
For I shall never know.

Your eyes
like the darkness of the night,
mysterious and enchanting.
Your finger tips
gentle and sweet
as they brush my skin.
My heart hammering like
a humming birds.

You move away from me.
seeming so fast,
as you make your way to her.

My pleading cry echoing
around me as I reach for you.
Your dark, mysterious, eyes
never to lay upon me again.

Your gentle fingers gliding
accross her skin.
Her heart hammering
like a humming birds.

And slowly,
like the dawn approaching,
you move away from her
and onto the next.

Each girl's hammering heart
shattering like a vase on
hard wood floor.
Each girl's call
echoing around them.
Never will to be forgotten.

And never
shall you return with
glue and bandage
to mend our hearts.

You simply sigh,
like a gentle breeze in the night,
and move on.
Again and again and again.

Never will your Love thirsty lips
be satisfied.