Never to Return, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Never to Return

Waiting impatiently for her to come
She’s given promise to return my soul
In life I shall never again be numb
Without it my life is an empty hole

She had an intangible she could give
A wanton pleasure that I could behold
Only to find for me it’s addictive
There is much truth in what I had been told

Once given there will be no turning back
After passing through the turnstile of lust
Soon to discover there’s something you lack
The sense of being has now turned to dust

Obvious now she will never return
And I who for eternity will burn