This is a fun creative piece that tells the story of a man cheating on his woman with a mistress named london who is just as beautiful if not more. This man loves his wife, and wants to be with her, but the beauty of his mistress is so mysterious that he feels compelled to cheat.
As the sun blazes
through my window pain
from above,
it strikes me down below
as I'm lying with my love,
we awake from
a long night of passion,
and desire,
and as I glance
into her eyes
I can still feel
the fire,
I'm the only one
for her,
I can tell
by her stare,
and she needs
me in her life,
and I'm so happy
to be there,
but what she
doesn't know
is I'm in love
with another,
and as I'm lying
there with her
I keep thinking
about the other,
In my mind
I count down
the hours until
I sneak out
for the night,
to meet up
with my mistress,
so we can
both take flight,
So we can
rise up to the skies,
as we engage
in our lies,
my girl is unaware
so I won't hear
her cries,
I never thought
I'll be the one
to step
out on my girl,
but before you
judge me,
and say that
I'm wrong,
I must tell you
that my mistress
is amazing,
she's tall,
and slender,
and flashy with lights,
a beautiful scene,
and the best in sight,
she's different
from my girl,
she's more
like a dream,
then I ask myself,
is it wrong
what I'm doing?
since my girl
don't know a thing?
as I'm out breaking
vowels
while she's at home
with the ring?
I guess
you can say
I'm a bad man tonight,
cause
I'll be out getting
love under stars,
and sky lights,
My mistress name
is london,
and my girl name is mendy,
if my girl found out,
then she would
surely have envy,
cause london
has eyes that
sparkle when its night,
and compliments
the sun as morning takes sight,
When I first layed eyes
on her beautiful face,
her existence
was amazing,
I thought
I was going crazy,
my girl doesn't
possess
beautiful eyes
like her's,
Her main feature
is her bridge,
and she resides in uk,
her reflection
can be seen
in the river
down below,
and at times
through the puddles
that are formed on her bridge,
During late hours
of the night,
as I lie beside my love,
I sneak peeks
out windows,
and glance high
up above,
gazed by her eyes,
I'm flying like the
doves,
disappearing into
the night
as I bring her
close to me,
She can clearly
be seen
never being
a ghost to me,
As I go home
to my girl
I shall tell her
another lie,
that I was out
with my boys,
so she won't
Have to cry,
I'm in love with my girl,
but the truth is,
I'm not sure who
I'm more in love with,
my girl in the flesh,
or the one
I was just with,
The one
I was just with
shines bright
with much passion,
and she sparkles
up the night,
as she steadily
stays flashing,
and the one
in the flesh
wears my ring
on her finger,
and is known
as my wife,
but the one
I was just with
is worth the sacrifice,
cause I can not
help it
she has what I need!,
she surrounds
me with love,
and charms
me to my knees!,
And In winter time we can't freeze,
cause it's something so warm
that she has in her breeze,
and she appears
so exquisite
as she's covered
with snow,
and her reflection
is pure white
from the river below,
and as the seasons
change
she remains unique,
no one in their
right minds
could give her negative critique,
When I take my wife out
to enjoy the sites,
and the sounds
my wife is unaware
that my mistress is around,
but since she's clueless,
her smiles
never become frowns,
you could say
this is a three some
cause she's
enjoying my mistress too,
as she looks up,
and screams
"I love the lights
they're so blue!"
Plus we're walking
across the bridge,
and she loves
the way it looks,
she gives it
compliments,
and she says
she's so hooked,
and now I feel better,
and not as bad as
before,
cause now my
secret doesn't
have to be a
secret any more,
Cause we all
Can fall in love together,
And appreciate the sites and sounds,
And we won't
Be breaking vowels
Cause london
is the town
Jason lamorris rivers Copyright ©2009
.This poetry is for all those girl who feel less than anyone else and those boys who make them feel that!.
My first poetry reflecting on the sorry state of affairs surrounding us and the society. We have lost morality and hence there is an urgent need to reform ourselves..
This is another effort from me in which i have talked about the people who cannot speak..Hope you will like it!.