Relapse

I would paper the town with thoughts of you
If I thought it would help
Reunite us...

Why this longing? Why the memories
Of loving tenderness
When in truth you
Suffered me so
Much pain?

It is because I still believe
That you were honest
When you told me my mistrust
Was in my head...
It is because I doubt
That you stood eye to eye with me
And lied...
Because the part of me
Which is
Angelic
Sees now, as then, your inner
Light
As if through one translucent layer
Of thick cement
And brick...

Alas...