Betrayal
Poison filler her tears,
As soon as he walked in she had to face her fears,
Their eyes met,
his face rained with sweat,
manless man he was,
she was more of a man than he was,
love was a language he could no longer speak of,
Betrayal sat on the tip of his tongue,
wanting to fight with her words she realized the night was too young,
too young to understand, the young ones upstairs slept,
although she looked strong, her heart wept,
his bags sat packed, greeting him,
wanting to say sorry ,he realized his voice was too dim,
sharing ones body with another woman is nothing more than a sin,
not daring to look back, he walked through the wooden door,
The devil walks in disguise, but fidelity is what he wore
Copyright © Lisa Taylor | Year Posted 2014
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