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 The Mistake  (3 ratings)by Jessica Macintyre No boy can stop the sun No girl can steal the moon No wise lover may cun The night to be over soon The passion lasts a moment The memory never fades Yet, without heaven's consent The love was never made The steamy swoop of sweaty palm The moist kiss of lust Caress the shuddering maid a calm And keep her lips forever shushed Two lovers bind together In silken sheets of blue The touch of peacock feather From whence the swift night flew Love the two believe they share In confusion's mighty sway And in the morn, without a care Satan works his crafty ways Without a trace the boy is gone No note, or rose, or meaning The poor maiden sings a forlorn song For her future she is seeing The young, fair, beauty she once was The wealth and name she bore Vanquished now simply because She's a slut and wanton whore The kiss he blew, still warm and wet Upon her cheek so fair Cools and dries, yet makes her sweat Because no longer will she bear A name of honour, hope, or joy Since her soul can not be pure She slept with a foolish boy A disease without a cure The boy, of course, knows not his crime The thoughts of her are fleeing Her innocence, he stole, with kind And soft and gentle feelings His buddies give him shouts of praise, On him honours they bestow Because he braved the women's maze And bagged a pretty hoe Unlike his partner, he has won For his conquering quest of lust The boy is worshipped, the holy son The girl is less than dust He will never the know the pain, The heartbreak or the anguish That the poor girl must contain For one night of love so selfish
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