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The Mistress
(25th March 1943 / )

The Mistress

Poem By Ernestine Northover

Her face was delicate, and beautiful to know,
When touched by sunlight, or a candle's glow,
And weaving a dream around him, with cunning ease,
She knew by expertise, just how to please.

And he in turn, reached out and with delight,
Drew her close, and sensed that all was right,
So that leaving her tonight, would cause him pain
Within his heart, and that he must remain.

For to leave at all, no, this he could not do,
He looked at her again, and then he knew,
That she was his, forever and a day,
And that forever, he would have to pay!

© Ernestine Northover

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Comments (3)

I can feel the pressure building here with both characters. unfortunately this temptation always brings on pain and heartache for many. Having said that, passion resonates within this poem, though we know it is not the thing to do. Somehow I feel a sense of sorrow for the two individuals but very quickly I come back to reality realizing this should not have taken place and priority of family come first. Excellent write Ernestine Melvina
Oh the temptation is so strong in this, it can really hurt and pull at the concience, A great write, love duncan
Wonderful how you convey a sense of complexity for both characters. I love the 'ease/_tise_/please' for her, and the twist at the end for him. Touching and perceptive!