Dette d'amour - A husband's wife (re-reworked)

Searching for dear Freud in your Lover's bookshelves
Oh Scarlet, oh Scarlet
if only Sigmund could see your dreams,
in the long lustful night

Angst strolling ever so silently over the silky bedding

Scarlet,
in the blushing morning light,
a husband's wife left and lost in the night,
her clothed,
dreams will fade against the deepening shadows
Scarlet's lips forgotten on my sheets
and faces left ruptured as truth must come
A shower will wash away
what innocence can't portray

Truth, she says and wipes her lipstick of the silk

She,
she does her husband like Plato
Though,
when it comes to our truth,
My Scarlet,
she takes her lies to bed
Scarlet sleeps with me

"Ain't no shower for that, Babe"

Oh, our long lustful night
Left and lost to morning light




Poetry by Angie-M
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Written on 2010-04-23 at 15:23

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