He traded love for money's sake
I am left thirsty by the lake.
He gave in to sleep on a sinful night
Conscience kept me wide awake,
I tackled the dark, he stumbled in light
His deeds were false, words were fake
And I am left thirsty by the lake.
Seema Aarella
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unfaithful-12/
