Within the room she sat, lined of wood and paint,
Did the sun highlight her emerald eyes and her pursed lips.
Whispering her lies
Of I and her, dates long over, kisses lasting forever.
once this energy has been shared, it will last.
Of future words striking light upon times past,
So let me lay, listen and love, this angel carried by heavens
Dove.

Senseless, ******, visceral, vile
Creature of strange wordless spite
Your animosity is black as treacle
As though a mist of insolence
Lies thick within the torrid southern air
And tasting sour on my tender tongue

You are a king
Though not the only one
I am queen of the Nile

I am not she who slinks down spiral steps
Or sinks into your asphalt grip
Not she who twines herself around your marble chest
My name is not the one you ache to call

You carve out my skull
To decorate the walls with my soul
Man of granite, turn me hollow
**** me softly if you must

We danced together in the starlight
Crickets serenading our sidewalk performance
The blocks began to run together
With each move, you grew more distant from my arms
Then, to my dismay, the darkness swept you away
I found myself alone under a flickering street light
The curtain finally fell on you and I
Leaving me to misery