Pain for Pleasure

My soul hungers for a refuge I have often thought I tasted,
only to have it turn sour and poisonous upon my very tongue.
Holding all I've ever wanted in my arms I thought I'd finally won,
a feast of intimacy and affection I have waited for so long.

Many things in life I've loved have also caused me pain,
In the absence of that painful sting I felt that things had changed.
Creeping comes familiar dread with every breath I take,
this may not be the truth, I thought, but a chance that I must take.

As my heart dines upon your eyes the taste becomes so sweet,
A past behind, the road ahead; smooth and soft beneath our feet.
But when I tried to swallow this treat I thought I'd finally found,
I discovered my stomach empty, I alone upon the ground.

The places I am often led by my lonely broken heart,
are places that I leave alone, left to stumble back to start.
As our stomachs rumble I wonder what this means,
burnt into my very soul, I dream what could have been.

While my hunger ebbs and flows like tides upon a beach,
I still yearn for things to taste like before when it was sweet.
My stubborn heart, it simply won't give up,
even as my mind cries out defeat.