Vegas

The true nature of the affair

Nurturing egos 

Making excuses

Abusing trust

Cleaning out the rust

Slip tetanus cut infection

Poison till locked jaws

Poison the pristine pool of your eyes

A murky disposition

Of the disposed,

Apropos proposal

A thrill in desperation

Weak alibis

Lies wrapped in lies

Wrapped in warm arms 

Ego boost 

Cock roosted in another hen house

Avian flu 

Out of the nest

Exposing oneself to detestable chances

A taste of strange

To a deranged prison of walls

That shift as light through a prism

Passion begets passion for

Worse or better,

Not all passion is love,

Shallow affairs swallowing marriages. 

The mirage of paradise returns to cacti,

The barbs you walked us into

To think i held your hand

Thought i was impenatrable 

The vultures circle

My bloody corpse

And it all becomes to clear, 

Vegas is not for lovers.