Perspireless

I…find it painful
to find your pen
full of words
empty of comfort
for me.

Your wounds throb
With a solace
Suckled
by my caress.
My love.

Its easy to
Remember
My strength
And not the space
I need filled.

You’re hurting
Me, this time,
With your satisfaction.
Although I love you
I find it…painful.