Although you were tasteless
It’s your flavorless kiss that lingers on my tongue
The shallow tang of infidelity
The permeating fragrance of loyalty betrayed
And quite possibly my addictive tendencies
My consistent cravings for the thrill of adultery
Hormones driven under the influence
Love unsavory and lust consumed
Compulsion for some kind of devotion to nothingness
To a yearning motivated by the need for remedy
This heart feeding off the sinful luxury of uncommitted matrimony
Sin unyielding with presence
The adrenaline rush.
