her eyes were sickly with a jaundiced hue,
lovely face,
luscious lips,
candid hips,
wintry skin,
waging insolence,
dare not compliment,
she will take your soul!
once merry- no longer,
she condemns your serenades of love,
regurgitated words of romance,
rotten are the feelings-
not even vomit could stomach,
she revels in your hurt,
for she lives only for the flesh;
once upon a time,
longed for a pristine marriage ,
now she shuns; working to writhe you in your futile endeavors,
augmented when lusted upon,
she thrives in your decimating desolation,
in utter contempt.