Selfish Love
Her wandering eyes are on a hunt again,
longing for a visual fling.
He senses her growing urge
is standing at the door of lust.
She tries to skirt her moral compass
and soon realize its not enough.
The priceless gift he gave was trust
with open eyes she is blind to this.
No matter what it always seems
she craves to please her selfish needs.
Their love will not mature with time
like her deeply cherished wines.
He believes with all his heart
once love begins it always thrives.
Image if he could see her thoughts,
a sobering glimpse of their demise.
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