Adultery

January 21, 2012
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She is a faint little girl
Unmarked by commitment
Free as wind propelling a leaf in the air
She flies without caution
Touching the farthest peak of the darkening sun
And her beauty, unmasked and daunting
Young and fresh like roses in spring bloom
She is eye catching, breathe snatching
Tender but vile
She can have anyone
Echoing footsteps of men bombard her door
They want all of her, yet she wants only one: My Husband
He invites her into our home
I am but a mere plain white paper unpainted and bland
He is blinded by her vanity
Thus not seeing me, for who sees a shadow when light is in its mist
And I fear the worst in my husband
That he will be too daft as to rattle her skin, treat her unholy
Desiccate our marriage and forget ME
For I am too bare to be LOVED





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