Black Hole

In the middle of my black hole
Is a portal to your heart
But when we join
You are not there for me
You lost yourself
In the wind of the storm
The water droplets of the rain
Steaming down, hot water
Washing our blood off our bodies
Chopped
I skin my leg
And you pick up the flesh
The dark world around me
Whines in distress
Two hearts
Burnt black
Consumed with pain
Frolicking on the back burner
Treatment for her, me
Not even a sigh of pleasure.

​When will he resurface for true lovemaking