There was a time
When you stole what was mine
And I came to gain it back later,
A day full of bliss
And the hapless young miss
Was crestfallen by a malign baiter.
And you partied all night
While he held me tight
And his suave, mellow kiss made me tremble,
And the lanterns grew dim,
And there rested a slim
Chance of getting him back in your gamble.
As the hags were all gone
You still moved along
Like the bashful remains of a spinster,
He stroke my auburn hair
And I gasped for air
And our longings grew stronger and sin'ster.
Your paltry excuse
About my mean abuse
Of your sacred droit to possess him,
Caused a slight smirk,
And this one made you jerk,
For you envisioned me to obsess him.
Contumeliousness
Which caused the mess
In your head made me crow about you,
And so here I stand,
With your heart in my hand,
Waiting for the omen to undo.
(2010)