I am his mistress,his slave, his mother,
I owe my all to him, none other,
His prized posession,
is what I’ve grown to be,
but is it me ?
So I wonder,
has love betrayed me…
Could I deny myself the chance to love this man,
this other man,
I gave him,
for all I tried,
I couldn’t save him,
could no longer keep the colors of my wings
veiled under misty shades of grey
Love, I can no longer hide my face from you….
won’t hear my conscience,
look in the mirror,
deny my lonely heart….
I’ll be his mistress…..
Submitted by Nita at Thu 07 Sep, 2006 12:44 pm