Baroque Jewel

Insipid eyes
even the "sapphires"
are dying out
ebonized
by the mordant blasphemy
lingering in my mouth
your sinful touches
sizzle my senses
my acrid abortionist
this torpid heart lies
in carnage
only by circumstance
I have abdicated
my only desire
to be "fingered"
by your words
such disturbances
almost adulteress-like
I covet my past
when intimacy
was being consumed
by the highest measure
of darkness
I wore you like a baroque jewel
underneath the moon
only to lose you
and the taste still survived
your replacement
how I hunger for you silently
wishing happiness could have found
someone else ~