I write about Stuff

 perfume and pheromones pervaded her space
 he slid in beside her
 silent tears
 shame and anguish filled her mind
 he snored gently on
 tormented
 facing the world with plastered face
 he floated through
 regardless
 fixed smile, white flashing teeth
 crumbling in a heap
 he left
 she built her castle on the sand
 nature took its course
 slid bereft
 peace return this Christmas time
 fill her with Hope
 God loves