7 Deadly Sins by Gem

7 Sins


An evening of sin
Seven fun treats
Eyes full of lust
Lips of desire

He puts down the plate
A banquet for his queen
Gorging themselves
The fine things money can buy

He tells tales of business
Successful takeovers
Empires gained
Capital growing

Food consumed
They flop onto the bed
Reclining in satin sheets
Not moving just digesting

The phone ring disturbing their sleep
Her voice talking in whispers
He suspects another
His blood begins to boil

She returns and he snaps
The yelling so loud the walls shake
"WHAT IS HIS NAME? TELL ME!"
"You whore get out"

The night is over
The seven complete
A night of fun