Virginal

woman you look
virginal still
your soul untouched
your person unloved
your desires unconsummated
time has ravaged you
but given nothing
you still look askance
at life
how many stabs
does it take to kill
how many denials
before you get
how many betrayals
before you belong
woman you still wait
for destiny to bequeath
what was never to be
to be loved
and to belong

Crumbs

i had been impoverished
i hadn't got much
so i grabbed
at the crumbs
crumbs of love
ones that you threw
absent-mindedly
less than what
you were willing
to exhibit to others
even to friends
and acquaintances
but the crumbs
inflamed my passions
and ignited my need
i wasn’t satisfied
taste breeds desire
i wanted more
why was i willing
to squander my all
while you only so much
you showed the sky
but when i opened
my fist
i found
only dust