The storm that formed within
Kept quiet in self-conceit
The words chosen to spin
Will likely mean defeat

The whispers turned to sin
Unable to delete
The words that did begin
To taste so sickly sweet

The joining of the skin
A union of the heat
The words now worn so thin
There will be no repeat

With the pulling of the pin
The heart began the cheat
The words have been locked in
Forever in deceit

Some thoughts on infidelity