Spent

This evening that I spent in your heart
curtaining it with my eyelashes, black;
swallowing light and repainting the shack
with nothing but the wan darkness of art-
recall the night that I spent in your mind
adorning it with a poem that didn't lie,
recall my nakedness and you will find
that I did not lie when I said I'd die.

Because I gave away my truth one night
and lost the prize of my virginity,
because I stripped you off with all my might,
because I touched you with insanity-
just say to yourself, admit what is right:
that you were loved beyond infinity.