Altar

I gave up everything to the altar of forgetting

My ambition

Willpower

Beauty

Lust

My golden yellow dress

My lovers

My house

And my wandering

But he was not a diety easily fed

So finally, 

I gave up my guarded heart

My staring at the empty room 

My future without witness

My silence

And speechlessness 

Grief was never a punishment 

He was open arms and an invitation

To be held