Beauty by Lyraine

Beauty smiled
and tipped her head
Passion soon 
put Lust to bed
Then Spite recalled
what Envy said
And Jealousy
reared up his head

Suspicion thought
he knew the score
And Trust at last
could take no more
Anger snarled
and slammed the door
Love lay bleeding
on the floor

(c) 1998 M.C. Sak

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