The Mistress

October 21, 2013

Feelings, Emotions, the basis of our existence Tearing apart every piece of my weakened heart Though through all the pain I show no resistance To the band on your hand You show no regard Making this temptation to resist very hard Even when I know my place and where I should stand I have been taken aback By the sweet words uttered from your lips with every word your marital bounds rip along with my morals further they lack With eyes as blue as Heavens skies You cloud my judgment To the point where I refuse to repent I can no longer distinguish truth from your deceitful lies To be the wrecker of a home Gives me no pleasure or piece of mind My soul filled with love or lust has turned my eyes blind If only I could take this secret under a head stone ........

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MVP-Most Valuable PoetOct 23, 2015

it's a learning experience that one grows and maturevery thoughtful piece overall, very reflectivekeep writing

a-voice-in-the-crowdNov 19, 2013

Thank you so much for the input, I really appreciate it :) . I like your idea and I will take that into serious consideration!

QVNov 3, 2013

Very sensual, if not (at the same time) passionate. I have always wondered how a mistress feels (even though she knows the truth). Looking at the picture you attached to the poem, I had an idea (if you wanted to edit the piece), to make the piece on the moment after the passionate affair, as the lover returns to his family and utters "sweet words" (just a thought). Nicely done :) Q.V.