The Heights of Infidelity
It is actually very simple. You and me together. That is all that matters, that is all I need in life. It is sheer infidelity to ignore it.
Jealousy takes many forms. You see something in the eyes of your lover, you see it in her actions, you hear it in her words, you feel it in her kisses, then like a creepy brutal beast it devours you.
Somewhere in the shadows a minstrel sings. "Blessed are the tall for they make no sense at all"
