The Other Womanmature
Lighting the end
And dragging the butt
We drown out our worries
And tell-tale guts
I look to her
Her figure unsheathed
I quake with my lust
And sigh as I seethe
The fires put out
and the butts crushed black
I kiss to her toes
As she lays on her back
I pause for a moment
Retracting my kiss
To discover what devil
Had led me to this
I imagine my lover
Gently wandering sleep space
As I lie with another
In a far away place
A mistress to have
Without showing a trace
A defeating temptation
A threatening taste
She is what I wanted
As one ceased to provide
One to live
While the other had died
I continue my kiss
Free from disgrace
Then I stop and I speak
To the prettier face
I tell her I love her
She smiles a crack
She draws me in closer
And I smile right back.
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