Salting Poem by Marcus McKinley

Sprinkling a thought into your head
In treachery, they will confess
The words of jealous people said
All to make you second guess
The love for one you know the best
This past in which they dwell and morn
In hateful spite past lovers scorn

Plotting revenge for loves demise
Betrayal in the darkness lies

Conspiring for, your loves devise
Into ear, I whisper in sentence
Happiness, behind veiled eyes
Passions burning, with heat intense
From my heart in stern confidence
Wanting more of this love we share
Living this dream without a care

Congregating in the wee hours
To lay thee deep in the flowers

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Conspiring for, your loves devise
Sprinkling a thought into your head
Into ear, I whisper in sentence
In treachery, they will confess
Happiness behind veiled eyes
The words of jealous people said

Passions burning with heat intense
All to make you second guess
From my heart in stern confidence
The love for one you know the best

Wanting more of this love we share
This past in which, they dwell and morn
Living this dream without a care
In hateful spite past lovers scorn

Plotting revenge for loves demise
Congregating in the wee hours
Betrayal, in the darkness lies
To lay thee deep in the flowers