A Wife’s Secret


She wished she could but taste a lover's kiss,
and feel the surge of rapture it would bring;
concealed behind the veil of nuptial bliss,
to dormant lay beneath a wedding ring.
Oh, chaste be gone! And set a passion free--
held captive, once a romance ceased to bloom;
to sing a song of infidelity
and dance again, to but a sweeter tune.
Yes, woman can be fickle this is true-
she'll listen with her heart to justify
the yearning for a flame to flicker new,
and of a haunting urge she can't deny...
Though vows have sailed and conquered stormy seas,
she'd risk them all for feelings such as these.

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