Broken vows—

Another woman's man

lays across my bed.

My own cross to bare,

the scarlet A

pinned to my flushed breast

by his shaking hand.

Broken promises—

The anxious struggles

of lust filled nights.

My lonely days spent

longing for a mouth;

the wordless declaration

of a shared, feral desire

written on heated flesh

by his soft lips.

Broken hearts—

Delusional kisses

cover my soft neck.

My own guilded cage;

the fulfilment of carnal need

now wrapped in solitude

by his silent sheets.

Broken lives—

A twisted dance

of personal intimacy.

My deserved burn

by electric change exchanged;

no other's cool sensation

can spark the inner flame.

None can compare

to his ideal image.