I thought I was Elizabeth
And you were my Robert Browning
While singing songs to my beauty
The relationship was drowning

I saw you look at women
Just like Oedipus Rex
Though I really did enjoy that
Great viagritized ***

You pitched ideas for taking trips
The best those river cruises
Instead you led me up a creek
A ****-buddy with bruises

That moon, those stars
Once your hand stirred my mind
Forming a constellation
Tracing lips that were blind

My wide smile like a child
Reaching you without fright
Escaped with a flesh wound
Your lair in the night

So casually said,
"Just a tentative tie"
Rocking my senses
Like a stick in the eye

Red eye of the scorpion
Shiny and bright
A user abuser
Sherry was right!