Image: Cesar Santos
It’s the morning after the night before
I feel wretched
Used
Abused
Discarded.
You were such a well-mannered boy
Saying all the right words
Doing all that was expected
Chivalrous
Gallant
What happened my love?
I awake and I am alone
No note?
No word?
What am I to think?
What of your promises
The plans we made
Were they just part of your charm?
To simply have your way with me.
It was sensational
You aroused me like no other
Your sensuality left me breathless.
I awoke longing for you again
To feel your touch
Knowing the heights to which you took me,
I ache now
My body neither sated nor pleasured
My mind spins.
What did I miss in you?
How could you dismiss me so?
Written for: http://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2014/09/16/photo-challenge-26-silver/
Morpethroad 
I love that you’ve taken the female perspective beautiful Michael I can feel the ache in her voice, the sense of disillusionment and broken trust
Thank you Yves happy you responded as you did.
Interesting take, sadly from both sexes heartbreak and confusion can occur. You wrote from the female perspective very well my friend.
Thank you Jenny, appreciate your comment.
You do a great job at relaying a poem from a woman’s pov.
She’s hiding in there somewhere RoSy.
I like how you have brought in the heart break AND the love that she carries in herself simultaneously. Makes one want to reach out to her.
Thanks praj, its pleasing to know you are able to connect so well with what I have written. Have a good day.
Maybe he’s only stepped out to get coffee and croissants? I felt all the emotions you conveyed them so well.
Well that’s possible, but we will never know.