Nine Circles of Immorality
Different sins...
Lusting after a man I've never met
Wrathful of the woman he's with now
Envious of the way he caresses her
Lusting for the inseam at his pants
Gluttony at the dinner table, rubbing my foot up his leg in private, while drinking wine
I'm too proud to wait for him to be done with her; it should be over sooner
Greedily I still entice him every chance I get, to join me in my bed
Although he is still hers...somewhat
Copyright © Shane Solomon | Year Posted 2011
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