The Sweetest Revenge
Pensive?
Persuasive?
Thoughtful?
And true?
One man
Loved a woman
This woman was you.
He wooed you
And won you
And called you his own.
He lay down beside you;
Your body, his throne.
Your fortress, his treasure.
Your lips,
His reward.
One facet elusive
One wonderful
Word.
His lines
He had spoken
His words were not true
Your heart he had broken
This woman was you.
The psyche that is sorrowed
When words are two-faced
Mourns tears of regret
And weeps for disgrace.
A mire of destruction
Wades woefully near.
Risking new fate
Fills the wound with true fear.
A soul in the night
Reaches out for new love
The cry of the anguished
Is heard on above.
A new spirit travels
On destiny bound
Seeks out his true lover
In you, he is found.
Healing ensues
With ecstasy won.
The sweetest revenge
Is a happiness song.
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