New Part of Speech

Daily words of you
Shown on my blog
For the letters spelt
In a shadowy fog

Each passing voice
Our audience cries
In touching rhymes
Of pranks and lies

Humbling verbs
You and I thirsts
Like a still symphony
We had once rehearsed

Tales of stories
Foretold our irony
Reaching on climaxes
Just few too many

How could this be love
That once we had called
As your heart seeks for me
When it was him you installed?

~Su