her heart still beats…
coming back with a vengeance
this time, with soothing arrogance
she glanced at the forgotten letters
her sweet little words, your flamboyant answers
vexed, she become
for he really did succumb
to fatalistic beauty, outrageous infidelity.
couldn’t he think of her?
in that sheer moment of forbidden passion?
“conjure my face in your already torrid mind
whenever our heart step out of line”
those were the words he used
safe they made her feel, unaware of his tone’s ruse.
on the third stanza, she forms vehemence
to move on, on to better roads
her soul’s sumptuous goals
she is now his queen
her time is up, twisting from spleen
yet, her heart still beats…