Olivia,
Only every day do I think of you
Often memories flicker from our meeting in the woods
Oh how powerful it must have been for you!
Obviously I am a man of power and beauty and
Our night could not be forgotten
Once in a while I can feel the richness of what we had, but
Open your eyes to the fact that marriage and
Offspring prevented my ever loving you
Olivia, don’t take it personally you are very beautiful
Others did not amuse me quite as much as you, not even my wife
Occationally I feel guilty for the condemnation of your character, but
Order is order and I must follow the laws of life
Or else also find myself condemned
Onlookers never recognized my face, it was
Only known that you had done wrong
Opinons will mingle in the air for several weeks
Obviously I must fake my views and diminish you
Off the man who believes that you are truly corrupt, not I
Of course not I
Only with the best of intentions
-Oliver
Author notes
fifth poem in my inner demons series
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