Pietra

. You tear at my bones, you're the fool i say, you don't need to be alone, to sail from my web, she holds my face, it's all in your head, we scream down the 'phone, think you're coming to stay, make me another loan, my dignity shredded, she's poised but waits, to distance herself, the psyche in her moans, . swears emotion is blackmail, i'm like an old crone, on wrinkled stones, i firmly state, you have to atone, she smiles,hesitates