Another Woman's Bliss

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~Another woman’s bliss~
 
The champagne flute clinks 
upon a breezy friday night
untamed heart at the edge of adventure
with a warm sinister smile
after a few awkward gulps
and empty promises of debauchery
at the palace of frivolity 

 I got into her emotions
in a blink of an eye
heart made from stone and clay
surrounded by great walls of fear
and cold wind of rejection

Her cold tsunami of tears
had swear the loyalty of her love
she's just a lost soft spirit
yearning for a heaven of her own
at the threshold of another woman's bliss.





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