Melodrama


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MELODRAMA

So here we have it now,

the whole drama played out before us.

The coy moves ending in ecstatic bliss.

Moments of sweetness freely shared with

a public too embarrassed to object.

Sugary dripping saturating, slipping from tongues,

landing in puddles.

Then it begins,

the first hints of distress,

of messiness no relation can bear.

Ripping recriminations darken the sky

giving way to cries of grief.

No sweetness lost,

no forgiveness for the cost.

Only pain and sorrow

from those who gave

to those who borrow.

So who was it for?

The freak or the whore?

And are you happy now it’s been done?

©2003 Thomas L. Royce

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