A picture perfect scene
of malice and obscene
intentions and schemes
that must not be seen
By she who was here
before I came to sear
my flesh on you dear
surprisingly queer
My thoughts never guessed
that your love digests
those with soft chests
as your beating breast
I hide but she seeks
a little closer she peeks
and soon enough she weeps
at the sight of our feast
Her thoughts never pondered
that you would ever wonder
or even try to consider
sleeping with the other
And now we part ways
as she did before
us three will never face
each other once more.
Warren Augustus de Guzman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hide-and-seek-12/
