.....FAIRY TALES.....

I remember reading a book about fairy tales,



I still think that men are as tough as nails,


I feel like I will be Cinderella one day,


Or maybe Sleeping Beauty in a bed I'll lay,

Maybe i'll be Snow White,


In one of Belles dresses I'll be such a sight,


I could just let my imagination run wild,


My thoughts would have to be piled!


I remember reading a book about fairy tales,

I still think that men are as tough as nails,


I feel like I will be Cinderella one day,


And now I'll just leave this poem because I have nothing left to say!
 
 
 

        .......CURSE OF LUST......



Oh Lust! You’re burning holes in our affair–



We lost our brazen face without a care–


Flaunting all in front of those who scowled,


Laughing at the doleful – e’er we howled!


Ironically, our sneering turned inside


To out the damage; tear apart our pride.


We saw! we'd fallen for the devil's dust!


Let’s in our shame the blade to take and thrust!