Coffee Black;

The stars are casting reflections on these white bed sheets and I turn to

See an empty space that your body used to fill before you turned into a silhouette

Of who you used to be

I can hear your laughter as you laid next to me one midnight

And we talked about life - But you turned into death and tried to take me too

And I didn't want to die but I let you take me to hell

I let your salted fingers sting my cheeks as you told me you loved me

I bled for you, I burned my bones for you because I thought you needed me

You told me I had pretty eyes, bright as the stars reflecting on my skin

As we lay tangled in white bed sheets and white lies

You told me you'd die for me, but I died for you too soon

I let you're salted words sting my heart and you told me you loved me

I always wondered why you liked your coffee black but I guess it reflected your soul

Every time you touched me it was like fire burning my paper skin

It burned brighter than the stars and I finally saw your black soul, but you called on rain and storms

You clouded who you were

So I let you burn me, I let you cry your salted tears on my burning skin

And I apologized to you 

even though I was the burning one

Reviews

[Lizardo]

Wow.... this poem left we without words to describe...
This is truely an amazizng poem... without words
I like the name
This is a fine work!

[Lenah Mehzabin]

And I apologized to you
even though I was the burning one
... True words relates with me a lot

""coffee black"" very talented choice of word .Loved all of it and enjoyed .simply beautiful expression of raw feeling ,hurt and broken ..