Infidelity Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Infidelity



Forty words
preceding a novel.

My head's in a cloud
I'm crying aloud
Because I'm missing you so.
Can you not see
What you're doing to me?
Infidelity is my foe.
Your heart I can't win...
What to do? Tell me true.
~~ I give in ~~

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Joyce Hemsley

Joyce Hemsley

Portsmouth England
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