You return with marshmallow eyes
— soft and gooey with love
But my heart remembers
The heat of your touch
The toxic grasp of your tongue
You return to the cycle
Loves morphs into hate
Kindness to abrasion
Sweet whispers to rage
You hold a new book
With the same old story
Written on every page
An unbroken circle
A hamster’s wheel
And death’s purposeful gaze