They loved you?
Their desires met your every need.
Primitive urge replaced words.
The physical touches of ecstasy reached the fabric of your delicacy.
Their tapestry sang lullabies to ease you to sleep.
The window pane of your soul was seen from beneath.
Desires staked claim.
Mind’s met in the late hours of labor pains.
Unwanted thoughts of inebriated intellect were spawned on the whim of wordplay.
He promised the world?
You were shortchanged.
You got up to get changed and realized,
you had the miscarriage of what you thought.