I love him,
yes I do
even though
I know
it's totally
tabu.
I've used him
and he me
but that is how
it's meant to be.
Drowning in emotion
to which there's no devotion
I belong to him not
high on the risk of being caught.
Hands searching for mine
lips hastily combined
being as one for a flash
pushing you away; abashed.
She walks in and doesn't see
his dark lady's beauty
she would never suspect, never know
the dark lady makes his heart glow.
Affection he has for his one of pure
he thought their forever-lasting love would endure
befouled was he and wronged was she
a situation no-one could forsee.
The dark lady held a power
her words others would devour
claim them as pure and as truth
manipulation of her youth.
Never would the world suspect
she's far beyond perfect,
the dark lady's potent poetical langue
was truly the world's big bang.
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