Sad fate of the Castaway

It was as if I only existed in one glance, too small to seem even remotely meaningful

I just felt your dark brown eyes overflowing with molten embers

And your gaze burning softly into my paper heart [mi corazón de papel]

I felt myself allowing your delicious acknowledgement to devour me

She would be mad if she knew that you fed me droplets of time that dripped silently from your lips onto mine soaking my soul in ambrosia

You made my existence sweet with the sticky nectar of your desire

I was, for a moment, the butterflies in your stomach and the hint of a smile on your lips

It was as if I only existed in that moment

When our hands touched I was yours and I felt you feel my skin and hesitate before rejecting my warmth

You cast me aside by withdrawing your touch and extinguishing the fire in your stare, but I know I reside in your deepest thoughts

And in the nighttime when you are laying next to her, awake because you feel cold despite the Georgia summer, my green eyes will surface in your consciousness and you'll feel guilt and shame

Without realizing it, you had made me a home in your heart