Sure. He professes the permanence
of his love for you.  
Drawing honey
from you
then licking the nectar
off your nubile body.

You being
his sustenance.
and will to life.
love and the pursuit of *******.

But you. being in short fore-sight
fall for said proclamations.
And give him your
loyalties. your love.
The sweet source from your being.

Then. Life happens. crap happens.
pregnancy. or not. Big ugly things
are laid upon you. Both. Seemingly
the insurmountable roots up. Then what.

Will he be still and dive deeper into you.
Or will he flee like an ambushed army.
Time will always speak a subtle truth. girl.
Watch for it.

Closely watch.