The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated Feb 14, 2008

The Lovers' Tryst
The lovers lie side by side.
His words of love
Are in her head,
As she looks above.
Her father's wisdom —
Once a prayer —
Goes by the board,
No longer there.
On her lover's bed
With her eyes closed,
She feels him move his
Hand beneath her clothes.
'Stop! Not yet!'
She calls out.
'I think I heard
My father shout!'
He groans and lies
Upon his bed,
As curse words run
Inside his head!