Chevalier d'industrie
One night,
one blissful night...
you crept inside my soul;
you stole my heart and went away
so far
that when the sun shone bright that day,
I cried just to find you
to take my heart
again.
I wept
with bitter tears...
praying where to find you
just to take my heart back again
because
my heart does not belong to you.
It belongs to the man
who slept with me
that night.
14Sep2012
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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