twas daylight that ushered the darkness in
when she on a sleepy day did sin
secreting my thoughts and dreaded deed
on halted breath my wickedness shown
silently the storm brew coming without warning
clouds of mistrust formed in the eyes peering at me
my glances furtive could diguise naught
it was a chance meeting that sent me spiraling
weary of the boredom
a rendevous was serendiptious
a handsome man of some worth did take notice
my heart swell and I blush
during a torrid affair
suspicion grew and my husband became aware
he demanded satisfaction on the dueling grounds
this could not be I was in love
so I plotted my husband's demise
carefully I cover my tracks
a liasion of flesh my undoing
Rated for Teens(13+) 

sinful deed
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old English fiction...

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Oh wow… I’d call this epic poetry because it tells a story. It’s also confessional.
I love this kind of naughty stuff, Crimsin. Riveting!
hello lovely Kitten good morning thank you graciously 💕
Powerfully penned, Brenda. Great storytelling my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
thank you dearest Damian yeah just a bit of fiction I appreciate you too 💕