I am his mistress,his slave, his mother, I owe my all to him, none other, His prized posession, is what I’ve grown to be, but is it me ?
So I wonder, has love betrayed me… Could I deny myself the chance to love this man, this other man, tonight…..
For all…. I gave him, for all I tried, I couldn’t save him, could no longer keep the colors of my wings veiled under misty shades of grey Love, I can no longer hide my face from you…. won’t hear my conscience, look in the mirror, deny my lonely heart…. I’ll be his mistress…