Kissed By Hatred
Kissed by Hatred,
kissed in vain.
Kisses of love?
no - kisses of pain.
Something you've claimed,
but won't regain,
a path you've paved,
yet still you stray,
a promise... an oath,
a veil... to cloak,
what lies you hide,
beneath your smile.
A ring to a finger,
a necklace to a neck,
crashes and splashes,
then everyone dashes.
Only you stand,
something of a man,
stolen glances,
stolen dances,
twirling for hours... in your arms.
Kisses of hatred,
that burn like hell,
by a man drowning in pain...yet,
his lips are my favourite temptation,
a burning entanglement,
a thrilling sensation.
Kissed by Hatred;
a ruined engagement.
