The Inattentive Lover

by Nadia Lines

The couple, side by side, do look to be,
A picture of fresh love and youthful charm,
One cannot question their fidelity,
When one sees them strolling arm in arm.
But woe betide! His hungry eyes do stray,
To that young beauty just crossing their track,
His greedy, whistling lips do now betray,
His lust for her, his longing- he turns back,
To stare. His scorned lady, full jealousy,
Is written on her rouging narrowed face,
Which arches into the epitome,
Of envy and disgust. For all her grace,
                 She cannot keep the man who was her own-
                 Not when desiring eyes do from her roam!