A Tooth decay That Slaughters

A toothache that ruined my nightmare.

The flash of moment where lips assembling a reminiscence of the last savor of yours

Still a serum of relief.

But like a toothache that brought me a rock of agony.

Nourished me sweets, ‘til fondled somewhat twisted hovels in my friable tooth.

Holes into contagion that impeccably rescind one of my reasons to leer, to nip glee.

Conveyed all the pain, but you’re not the cure.

I miss you, but won’t be persuaded to mislay another motive to smile again.