Concave

A bitter taste rose in my mouth

As my stomach tightened and

Muscles contracted

To protect my heart.

I had been punched in the face

Once, before,

But what pain I felt then

Could not compare to the torment

I now felt.

When you touched her,

My stomach churned and

Acid burned through my esophagus.

When you kissed her,

Gravity pulled every atom in my body

Toward Hell.

But my heart, it stopped

In Purgatory along the way,

Pondering the image once again—

Roses, she got,

Your heart, she won,

While the smiles I received

Were laced with poison—

Until my heart beat slowed.

Bruised, I stood,

A love-sick soul,

Ruing the day we met,

Until the tide of expectation

Retreated from the shores,

And revealed another pair of feet.

They followed me over the sand,

Across the land, and on the sea, then

We climbed a mountain and entered a cave

Where we built a fire for two.