​You can’t pain the pain I’m paining,

If you didn’t love with your whole

And you can’t feel the feel we felt

If it didn’t get to your bones. 

You will not know the gift of the past

And how we unwrapped, left apart, 

The masterpiece of our souls, joined

In a mesh of affection, our insides coiled. 

If it didn’t reduce to ashes your world

And Kindle to fire again,

The beautiful picture of paradise

You saw in her mind’s vein,

You did not feel, man

It was all a play. 

                     leonard epidi