As time passes on, lazy as a house catI find myself growing disenchanted with the Aquarian manFor I have seen how he hides behind his charm and witTo compensate for his lack of carnal instinctChatting up the ladies, letting a hand slide too low against skirtsAll the while whispering, indoctrinating me with future plans and wishesWishes I am not sure that I shareAnd he makes sure promises-But he surely could forget themTake last night, I left him down townDrove away from the bars and booze to have a night inHe said, "I'll see you later tonight"It was three am when I locked the doorCertain he was not comingBecause I called his phone and it was turned offMy eyes were wild, heart beating madlyAs I imagined him in the arms of anotherRage built within me, searing my insidesChoking back an urge to vomit, I tried to just breatheBut the air felt stale in the roomAnd I thoughtHow did it come to this?It seems I have allowed him too much powerAs I watched his clothes gather into piles on the groundAnd thought nothing of it.Now I am drowning in them, in him, in his expectationsThe bed we share seems too hot and stiflingI feel repelled- and that same churning feeling continueswhen I look at his faceI have tried to explain to him before, but I feel it necessary to reiterate-There is only one way that Lilith Pluto will have her men:Whole.