Last night I knelt low at my lady’s feet.
One soft, caressing hand played with my hair,
And one I kissed and fondled. Kneeling there,
I deemed my meed of happiness complete.
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Deception revealed in such a way chips away at the heart and soul and turns one bitter and old
Carlos the snake! Beware. The repercussions of an unsavoury character can be seen and felt in this poem.