What Did You Do...

I am hungry let me dine
on your flesh and blood
possessiveness reign supreme
death smiles at words of love

your soul is caged
by my love and thighs
your heart is clamped
within my obsessiveness

I smell the hunger for freedom
under your heavy breath
in the throes of passions
I stamp it down with zeal

the bedroom door is always shut
for you will never leave unsatiated
your eyes will never wander
to feel up crotches and breasts

I will always get you high
needing the touches luscious
of my full red lips
my expert hands, are handcuffs

you cannot stray even a second
no tempting thoughts
for her or him, or them
squeezed dry by my jealousy

so what did you do today
you smell of another woman
or man, tell me, this knife
on your penis trembles....

to be used.