Fingerprints

Your touch stung me like a scorpion. A venomous kiss that poisoned my equilibrium, leaving me faint. As I fell to the earth you watched but did not catch me. I cried out your name but the echo was all that returned to me. Like the wind, you were gone into the sunset as the day turned into night. The sky grew black and the shadows of my tears glimmered in the water. The waves crashed against the rocks, roaring like thunder. My heart ached with every breath and every beat. Time weaved a wicked spell as the hourglass sifted the sand of no tomorrow. Your saliva was like a sweet potion on my tongue. Swallowing the truth into the pit of my stomach. Like purple and blue bruises all over my body, your words hurt. Leaving painful imprints of shame on my judgment. Drowning in my own sorrow your reflection formed a figure in the fog. Your hand never reached for me but your intentions struck me like lightning. I am a prisoner in your dungeon therefore these chains won't set me free. Your name is engraved in my headstone, your fingerprints on my soul.