His eyes pierce through her flesh
Scraping around the edges of her heart
Slowly amputating her compassion

His voice travels down her spine
Prodding against her backbone
Slowly destructing her courage

His touch commences perspiration
Draining all signs of vacillation
Slowly extracting her shrewdness

His kisses drive her to ecstasy
Rushing blood through her veins
Slowly agitating her composure

His embrace ensures, to her, security
Guarding her from trepidation
Slowly confining her independence

His heart shows no compassion
Neither courage, nor wisdom
His state of mind, disturbed

Captivated by his own desires
It may not be hers
Both subsequently perplexed

For it is time to depart
She stays behind while he heads home
Home to his significant other

-By SI.Barron