Hot Broth On A Winter Night
I’m consumed like hot broth on a winter night
By your empty promises of fidelity
That held me back from knowing other loves
As you sipped at my soul
Like you feared to scorch your tongue
Yet carelessly searing your lips on other loves
I say so much for being a one woman man
As I dive into the lava of unbridled passion
My skin turned to asbestos
A gift from your love.