Your voice spoke honey coated lies,
Your arms offered deceitful embrace.
Your heart....
Your heart, which you promised so freely,
Was a worthless desicated charade.
My heart I reclaim for myself,
Yours is forever dust.
I shake it from the rumpled sheets,
And from my betrayed body.
Sweep away the detritus of your presence,
Nothing good to hold on to here,
Only dust....