WESTSIDE DIARIES…2

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As quiet steals my midnight slumber

I lie awake eyes bright and ponder

What lies ahead in the future yonder

What doth faith hide behind her doors

Lonely has become my perfect winter

A different night, a different spinster

Sweet lies as we lay comforting  each other

As our bodies brew the perfect storm

She came, she saw, and lays here conquered

I’m wide awake, she snores, believing I love her

My heart is numb. My conscience bothered

“But beauty is you personified, Nude on all fours”

And come tomorrow, I’ll flirt with danger

My penny for her pound of flesh

For I have learned to love a willing stranger

And watch my heart, return to ash

                                                                                                                 POET X

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West side Diaries…

So it happens at this junction

Where his Life must take a turn

Now his heart has seized to function

And he’ll watch the bridges burn

Asides malice, there’s no option

For while it lasted it was fun

from the chalice of destruction did he sate his thirsty loins

Two kisses later and at her instructions 

Did he feel her moistened groin

And to the wind he threw caution

As his genes and Hers did join

Sprawled beneath, her mission close to perfection

She watched, as his deed destroyed

Her make up smeared in the heat of passion 

And each thrust she did enjoy

His mind went to his wife and kids

Hers to his bulging purse

And as he came to in ecstasy

She knew that he was lost

Six years of a life long sentence

How cruel This life we Live

His 69-year-old heart did give up

And she’s a murderer of the first degree

 

POET_X

 

ps: sorry for the long absence. life happened. hopefully i am more consistent this year. happy new year and have a beautiful weekend