Originally Posted by
_SBU
this post is devoted to "infidelity"; skip the pleasantries..
I'll demonstrate and penetrate whilst missing Melody.
I never cheat.. I mean.. please.. they were supposed to know..
not lost Faith, got Grace and we eloped with Hope.
flipped Trinity's chastity; gave wage to Charity;
ay.. they gave great brain but drained sanity.
low fidelity: ..how vows and verses sound to me.
I love-life loads though I'm cursed to flirt with valkyries.
it's.. kinda like life's a jealous b**** to me;
..stripped since death's a mystery.
check the history.. met Felicity..
but if I tryst with a Miss it's Serendipity.
meant to be? I tend to keep painting the same face but can't be sure..
if it's some girl I loved once, made up or just passed before.
I'd sooner split than betray love, straight up.
she can keep her secrets intact if that breaks trust.
demons and angels are only associates;
social exposure's erroneous.
we'll split when hell's frozen; from polar dystopias;
cold. most boys just love her loneliness phobia.
one hell of a setback; I'd never accept that;
caught Angel cheating; saw the serephim's jetpack.
I aint even need to do fiction, truth's iller..
burnt a chick and took the ring back. Brunhilda.
why tame her? she'd lie an' with a twisted pride imply I'd pried later..
when she's the one that pries and won the prize but doesn't like playahs.
huh, why cater? I bake her prime steak an' it aint the right flavor.
she.. always hated the way I waste time on rhyme cadence.
delicate lessons whispered with the boldest subtext.. beholding sunsets
..results in drunk sex. see, my queen could even handle revolting subjects.
she'd got a regal gait like people wait to view the wedding.. true majestic;
lethal, fake; queen of change released the snakes as proof of ethics.
I bent over backwards but the skewed perspective.. soon regretted.
I aint cheat.. me? please.. seems she was too possessive..
keeping secrets.. truthes resented and the feud's progressive..
sat in silence for a while like we both knew the message.
just blushed under rouge coz she couldn't expose it..
but still busy with her ex men.. coz she rogueish.
whether left utterly crushed or just folded- so slick..
to have and to hold, but the vice got it own grip.
engaged in the same kinda treacherous actions..
said I'd checked her texts just to check the reaction.
heated debates never lessened the passion.
but it was just a winter fling like persephone's sanctions.
infidelity's.. instant therapy or considered remedy.. bitter..
but kid was thinkin' that the love would never die since 'e licks 'er.
came and went.. a blatent vet'; to stray's a trend..
but wait a sec, that aint the end.. I'd make amends.