by Anschul
"How/Can ships be righted bumping in the night/Against her loins?" with one strong image you do more than in several lines of narrative. Please do more of this kind!
On reading your sonnet, I couldn't help but be reminded of the Spitzer affair. Married men in business and politics alike seeking solace in places other than at home...
finding your voice Anshul? The only suggestion I have is put the breaks in, see what it looks like. A block of text, looks too much like a block of text, so unless you have a reason for it to look like a block of text...see Baudelaire.