Ink Stained Soul…

You didn’t deserve to share my bed.
Words, pretty words.
That was your one and only skill.
Any boy can put a stick in a hole.
Such a shame no one taught you the sensuality of a woman’s body.
The manner in which in can entrance you.
Men know a woman’s body is an alter.
One to be taken in and devoured.
That’s why your body count is so high.
Death by a thousand unsuccessful ego driven nuts.