Words were spoken with conviction
Love and adoration plied on desire
Carefully manipulated with precise diction
Capitulated to create the passions engulfed in fire
Words seem bleak and stark
In the grey matter of the brain
When they don’t coincide with the heart
Spoken in lustful stain
Action dismissed all roadblocks to a boundary filled dark
Conviction didn’t stack up to the benediction
Where reality stoked the fantasy
Pearls were shucked at swine
Noting that the initial words were built on
Whiskey and wine
~Divine