I Slept With Delilah Poem by Alistair Graham

I slept with Delilah
I lay with her lie that
she wanted my love-vat,
not my sheer power

Delilah said ready
I kept it on steady
our heads heaven heady
up late the next morn

Night after night we
made love in the light of
the moment the flight of
the fancy flew fast

Now passion may kill you
smart fashion may fill you
start smashing the sinew
within you; virtue

Her lips and my hips
my groin and her tongue
her limbs and my chest
our minds now unsprung

her pounding breast heart
sent me tearing apart
at the seams of her dress
now the whole thing's a mess

She lied and lied good
for she knew that I would,
if I found out she could;
kill her stone dead

The nape of her neck
I caressed as I wrecked
the structure around us,
a union no more

The dust and the rubble
that woman was trouble
my heartbeat, it doubled
her breath is no more