The Splitting of a City Far Apart

I cannot sleep for the thought of thee gone,
Though time killed our hearts a long time ago.
O’ how our face, eyes, and smile once shone,
Lacklustre now the flesh burned into woe.
My love, chained to your heart, forever kept
Pained to the thought of bondage un-refrained:
Your Passion had trapped me, and I wept
For the days my eyes traversed uncontained
O’er pure flesh and not held another.
Flesh fallen my eyes beheld bitterness,
Sought and sought the base loves of a lover
Dreamt. The once sweetness of your sweet caress!
Lost now your heart releases me from it;
Now gone, love is none, blame mine to covet.