When their lips touched mine
I drowned in sweet ecstasy
Lost in the warmth of their touch
In their scent, their electricity.
But they turned away
Leaving me hollow, incomplete
No kiss since has matched that spark
No fire as wild, no heat.
For a kiss is not a kiss
Unless it burns with desire’s flame
An unquenchable thirst
That leaves you never the same
I still pine for them
The longing never dies
Yet deep within I know
They were never truly mine
