You drink sangria?
Tapas served with rabbit stew
Reformed Catholic girl.
Idolized sweetness,
at what ages does it sour?
Idolized by whom?
Her sweetness bored me,
drilling deeper cavaties,
every kiss twinges.
Her words brutalize,
pain pools, scar tissue rubs raw,
silence hurts even more.
Stream of heartache flows,
Raleigh for her too quickly,
my cloak now punctured.
