This picture is for my darling xinle ♥

I search in vain,
cannot find the root.
Where it is that this
transformation has come from?

Why has it come about, what does it
feed on?
Tell me what it is that torments?
What pain gestates in your
very soul,
for you to be vexed and lash out.

Once we were close,
like two sides of a coin.
So close where words had no ground.
Today I am
lucky if you still call me friend.
The cold reaching my very bones.

The silence speaks volumes
of a departing union,
but gives me no
reason for relief.
A slab of ice between us that needs shattering!

Surely a word or two to
each other would help, help
us both
overcome whatever
there needs to be addressed.

I surely wish that
you would
at least redress the issues,
for which I am truly at a loss;
wanting only reparation for a friendship now sadly lost.

Yearning from desire
You opened the floodgates
Touched the soul
Made me shake, quiver, and roll

Yearning from desire
You taunted and teased
Touched the soul
Made me wanting, craving, for more

Yearning from desire
You just disappeared
Touched the soul
Made me empty, crying, and lull

Yearning from desire
I will you back
Touch my soul
Yearning for more

for my darling laogong ♥