Emma

Seared by that hidden fire that adultery kept feeding
Consumed with longing
Feverish with desire
It’s now
She said now
Opened up the widow inhaled the cold air
Let the heavy mass of her steam down
To the wind
And as she gazed at the stars she wished she were loved
Loved by a prince
Time has come she can’t go on
It’s now or it’s the death of her
Too much for one lifetime
But not enough for now
She was dead i saw her face
Her eyes ---- in a guilded cage
Too much for one lifetime
Her lust for love
Was a crime