For Art C.

I have no right
To hold on so tight.

You never promised me a thing,
But, you gave her a ring.

I didn't want to walk away,
My heart told me I couldn't stay.

Your choice has already been made,
It would only get harder the longer I stayed.

So, I turned away,
But, I miss you more each day.

My body craves your touch,
I miss the taste of you so much.

I love you with all my heart,
I miss my sexy Art.