Behold! The love of my life
Of which I speak to the wife:
“That girl?
She means nothing
To me, while you’re a pearl
Worth more than something.”

While after I stoop and sneak
Away from her, to become absurd.
Take myself with the night to speak:
My young lady of love, to betray my words.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s