She had loved him once.

She had loved him once.
Like the slender silken thread of her dress,
She wove her life around him;

She had loved him once.
In multitudinous wild ways,
She enlightened his life

She had loved him once.
Like the burning lamp,
Her passion glowed through the night

She had loved him once.
Soft like petals, her pursed lips
Curved into a smile every time their eyes met.

She had loved him once.
Her eyes alit with dreams
Aglow with happiness

She had loved him once.
Like an obsession;
She craved for his touch

Ravaged by fate,
She sits limp in a corner.
With glassy unseeing eyes,
Like a porcelain doll.
This beautiful, fragile creature.
She no longer sees him

The after-taste of near death
lingered;
In the corridors of memories,
Haunted she roams,
And the grave of their love mocks
At his persistent efforts.

She had loved him once.
Willfully, truly, madly, deeply.
And now she didn’t even recognize him.