She
She
She was my queen
And I lived to serve her.
She was my lover
Thus, I worked to satisfy her needs.
She had my love, my devotion
And my life was within her hands.
I worshiped her and lived to make her life utter splendor.
-But then he came,
Whispering sweet nothings in her ear,
Corrupting her mind,
Making her forget her love for me,
Arousing her lust for him.
But that was then.
-Now she sits alone;
Loveless, with no one to share her passion.
She was my queen
And I lived to serve her.
She was my lover
Thus, I worked to satisfy her needs.
She had my love, my devotion
And my life was within her hands.
I worshiped her and lived to make her life utter splendor.
-But then he came,
Whispering sweet nothings in her ear,
Corrupting her mind,
Making her forget her love for me,
Arousing her lust for him.
But that was then.
-Now she sits alone;
Loveless, with no one to share her passion.
(c) ‘Fattening up frog for snake’ 2004
