Four Poster Bed.


Here i lay in a four poster bed.

On my lovers breasts i rest my head.

Ambience peaceful warm and loving.

Over our naked bodies a silk sheeted covering.

My lover lays peacefully asleep.

I lay thinking soulfully deep.

Night time rain taps against the windowpane.

Two timing guilt does pain my brain.

At home my wife, who with her i have build a life.

Here in this four poster bed, my lover my lady in red.

Stuck in the middle of two ladies i love.

The outcome i know there will be no white peace dove.

Here i lay in a four poster bed.

Deeply thinking who should i choose, my lover in red or the woman i wed.


  • Author: Wallace (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 9th, 2018 01:54
  • Category: Unclassified
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