Your sweet voice swirls like black smoke,
uncoiling,
speaking a song of heartbreak
& the *****
compliments rolling percussion,
screaming hope from nothing.
You just want to be a woman,
nothing less.
You turn the wheels of desire,
rasping
from deep within
your genuine lady-soul.
I am sorry for your hurt,
I know the ******* of intimacy
& it tears us apart.
I do believe
we're only slaves
in between sets.