You are just another man
Bound by steel to her
I am just another woman
Bent on scorn

If you were allowed to touch
Me, your skin would crackle
Recede to show pink tissue
My lips a poison
One taste, you’ll need more,
Just to stay alive

I am a grotesque monster
Concealed in a birthday sack
You are a frightened child,
An infant puppy
Yapping to protect its self

I am an adult
Pretending to be a child
Playing an adult’s game

You are The Protector
The Giver
The Great Father
Who cherishes all
But loves none

We are not the clichéd
Romeo, the innocent
Juliet
We have our own
But are too afraid
Or wounded to admit it

We are not love
For what is love but
Upholstered lust
Like is merely
Lust in a cheap frame

You begged me to let you in
The coldness of outside
But my fire is all consuming
You cannot stand in the doorway
It is either the iciness of your life
Or the blistering
Sweltering
Ravaging flames of mine

My scent?
The one that you become drunk on,
Is a crop
A cheap chemical
Woven to thread

I am the Sirens
Calling you away from love
Only to be smashed on the rocks
Devoured by my children

All this because of another man
The one who couldn’t love me enough
In the end it will all come down to
He and I