Week-long trip ends early,
Quiet surprise enters the house to the sound of their love music spilling down the hallway corridor from their bedroom,
Anticipation of seeing him with his hard membrane indented into his pants while reaching toward his forever lover,
Was met with visions of adultery
Quiet surprise enters the house to the sound of their love music spilling down the hallway corridor from their bedroom,
Anticipation of seeing him with his hard membrane indented into his pants while reaching toward his forever lover,
Was met with visions of adultery
As she stood in the shadow of the hallway,
What her eyes saw made her mind ponder in disbelief; her heart instantly imploded into a thousand pieces.
What her eyes saw made her mind ponder in disbelief; her heart instantly imploded into a thousand pieces.
Teary eyes watched his body glide up and down on top of the flesh of curvy softness,
They watch his hard, erect length, deeply penetrate the pink, pliable flesh between thick thighs again and again.
They watch his hard, erect length, deeply penetrate the pink, pliable flesh between thick thighs again and again.
The room quickly filled with the sounds of a feminine voice, passionate, lustful screams, mixed with his manly baritone moans, vibrating off the bedroom walls, into her ears.
Causing a river of tears to rush down her face.
Causing a river of tears to rush down her face.
Just as she saw his body tense in orgasmic release, she heard a voice violently scream in anger at the vulgar adultery act in the sanctuary of her home.
Hand unconsciously reached into purse,
The sound of a small-caliber gun going off brought her world to a complete halt.
The sound of a small-caliber gun going off brought her world to a complete halt.
Dead silence consumed the room,
As two bodies lay still as in death
As two bodies lay still as in death
Four eyes watch her movements contentedly.
Be gone was all she said before exiting the room.
Be gone was all she said before exiting the room.
Quiet house,
Empty room,
Heard her soft cries,
Pictures of them together on the painted walls watched as tears rushed down the softness of her full cheeks. As continuous visions of a husband who cheats, ripped her heart out
Empty room,
Heard her soft cries,
Pictures of them together on the painted walls watched as tears rushed down the softness of her full cheeks. As continuous visions of a husband who cheats, ripped her heart out
Trembling fingertips push the CD player's play button. The soft sounds of a Spanish guitar start to play through its speakers. As the music slowly calmed her soul, her mind pondered whether what her eyes saw was true, and whether time would unbreak the scattered pieces of her heart.
Which would stop the ocean of tears that fell from her eyes every night as she sat alone in the dark of a room, where unadulterated love used to live.
A Song Poem is a poem that is written from listening to a song. You must use a phrase, sentence, or word from that song. It must also be written in the melody, rhythm, or spirit of that song:
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