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You kiss me.
A slight touch filled with a dose of heroin.
Drugged and addicting.
I'm supposed to feel loved. 

I don't.

You mark my body.
Its innocence robbed and washed away.
Skins of pearls now scales of rust.
I'm supposed to trust us.

I don't.

You whisper stars.
Each woven in lustful threads and manipulative fabric.
Words dripping in myriad sins.
I'm supposed to believe you.

I don't.

Some love we call it, huh.
When truly its just a devoid fantasy.

Crafted by a man and a woman.
Bounded by hatred and pride.
A small price for that picture perfect life.


"I do."

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