Midnight Blue

Midnight blue
My pensive mood
Reflects my souls
Confusion

My weary heart
In tatters, weeps
At your treachery,
Your collusion.

Silence fills
My empty room
Lonely shadows deepen

All alone I realize
Our love you mean
To cheapen.

Where are you now?
Are you with her?
Is she amusing you?

Does she bubble
With laughter
The way I often do?

Do your eyes soften
With tenderness
As they roam
Across her face?

Do your lips
Softly caress
Her nape?
If they do
Does she moisten?

Is her musk
Scented with a hint
of Anais Anais

Or is her perfume
Poison ?

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