I still ask why it had to be me

She sunk
in-between my legs
like a ship
hitting a reef
and gutting itself
on the sea floor

she stared
at my entity
in it's entirety
like i was some
paeanistic god

but i was so much
more then that

manifested
in soft human
flesh for her
to seek excitement in;
i was no
deity to respect,
for my presence
meant absolute
commitment  

and
letting me dwell
in such a invigorating
creature
was the
reason why
they eventually asked
the heavens why

screaming
at a love letter
why was i
the one to
ruin men for them?