Rhythmic Poetics

 There's always that one

My love...
I have another lover
She’s been undercover making messy love under our covers
And she wants to make you suffer
I didn’t mean to hurt you, but she makes me want to hurt you
As we’re fucking and you sleep
As she dives within my dreams
As she steals the pain from me
I think I am a fiend… to her calligraphy
Baby can’t you see.
 I love you as a wife
 But there’s a deadly love taking over as I write...


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