In a night of wet and wildness

Couldn't believe how pain gave  
                                                  pleasure.

Was that love that stopped my
                                                       leasure?

A carnal hour of lust no mildness

Done with me you would go far away
Without knowing your returning day
Truly be   faithful !! Yes I may
But I'm mortal & I can't fay

How are you going to measure my love?
Can you give a name to my pains some how.
Vulnerable, helpless I'm a broken dove
Come! Attack me! You do know how

A dove broken, dead and buried
In a house of lonesome that looks serene
Still she breaths you will hear her scream
If you can see what is forever
Unseen.

A/n
Inspired by Popova from the drama The  Bear by Anton Checkhov.
If you have not read it here is the 'explicit' description.....
Her husband has cheated her allalong and she found out that he has cheated her after his death. Yet she remains faithful to him  because that's how the faith is measured during those days {olden} in Russia. But when the money lender Smirnov comes to collect debt Popova falls for him.....