CRIME OF PASSION
A thief camouflaging the night light
Crawling with at most might
There he saw his victim
A lady sleeping in dim wearing lacy satin.
He needed to awash the jewelry
But he can't disregard her beauty
Oh boy! You're so lucky
She's more to epicurean and money.
To steal her heart from him
To rob her dignity, unclean
To kill him and make her free again
To commit the forbidden sin.
The deep slumber of the starry night
Disturbed by their moans blanketed by moonlight
Not pleading to be freed from the wreck
But wanting more atop the warm bed.
A felon who stole the forbidden fruit
The victim who buried the truth
Unexpected love, they thought
Someone's happiness, distraught.
The victim and the felon
enslaved by a lustful delusion
A love shackled in prison
A crime of passion and obsfuscation.
STAI LEGGENDO
UNHEARD SCREAM
Poesia"Too many things that were better left unsaid, that had to be left unsaid." I am tired of all the lies and betrayal. And of broken promises that were never meant to be fulfilled. But amidst all those uneasiness, I keep on writing my thoughts to less...