Coward

a man disgruntled with his love interest

Coward:

Your razor wit
slices the air
an unleashed firestorm
of degrading expression...

Words that mutilate the soul
my very existence
the essence of my being
you've poured gas on my love...

You stand
match in hand
consuming me, devouring
taunting, annihilating...

Raping my mind
my body, my soul
throw the match coward
I'll see you in hell...