It’s strange how I feel this morning
Dizziness in my head and a stomach so churning
Confused I am… maybe and maybe not
“Are you expecting?” he put me in a tight spot!
Agreeing is the only way out, no point denying
But how do I say I love him no more, I am betraying?
His joy knows no bounds; hurrah he caressed me so much
But there’s pain in his eyes, his shivering hands can I clutch?
I ate from his hands, a token of his love or there’s more to it?
“I am a man of honor and you are the black spot” his words bit
Before I realized, I came crashing down
“That’s how you pay when you deceive the crown”
A few minutes passed and I am ready to get up
I will walk out on him, telling I am not his pup
But is it too late?
I see her lying dead, my fleshy mate!
Beautiful. I love it. Beautiful picture.
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Have to read the lines more than once to get at the deeper meaning.
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Ohh .. I’ll try to write simple next time..
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No. You continue the poetic form. The thrill is in deciphering the meaning ascribed by the poet.
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😊 thank you
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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