Day 202/366

Describe me to him, she said
Putting her buttons back on
Celebrate what we once shared
Caress me till it's dawn.
Surrender your mind, body, soul
To that one woman's touch
No need to wed, just love's enough
Give her all your heart.
I, the Other woman beseech you
Do not hear my call
I play a twisted hand of lust
Don't become my inevitable fall.

day 99/366

Calphurnia, the wife
Brutal in her words
To each man she bid "Good night"
To quench a sultry thirst.

Inconceivable in her day,
She wore the lace so red.
Around her breast it sat,
A magnet to her bed.

The day her man found out,
The gallows awaited her.
Before paying for her petty crimes,
She poisoned the little cur.