HORROR

Ours was  infatuation, dear
I wished you at any cost
Tried I my level best
I saw my luck in your sweet address
Tested me, attested my status
I was after your long lock
Long hair falling below buttock
I had loved two king cobras
Dancing with your walk
Passed in the test to follow you
Sweet smile and a rendezvous
Heaven was with me
I kissed you on the locks
Wig was in my hand
In my eyes horror alas...