Emotional Espionage

Being a spy in the house of love is a dangerous game...

                                Emotional Espionage

 

I am Spy in the House of Love

Loathing in my lascivious lies

Left to love lust’s lovely illusion

I search some sense of satisfaction

 

Manipulation and mutilation of

the truth is too tempting to resist

If I can carefully coheres and cajole

I can cover up and thus control

 

Afraid of all that I am vulnerable

Vapid vanity and neurotic narcissism

Hide the hole in my horrid half heart

Espionage engages only the erotic

 

An angel agent of angst and anger

Darkness does demand deception

Skulking and skirting the search

for my precious pining and puling

 

Sacrificing anything for sanction

I am lost in some legendary labyrinth

Emotions mocked in empty empathy

An absolute actress in any story

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[RonanDunphy101]

The concept is there. The alliteration is too much.