Jamaica Inn!


After a night on Whiskey Beach
there was a mean streak in me
I planned such sweet revenge
against an unknown enemy.

I found my Mr. Perfect
but he belonged to someone else
and in all my carnal innocence
I streaked his back with welts.

But he was hard to hold
this man with a dangerous kiss.
His evil was divine
as he swept me over the abyss.

I left sweet Eden behind
and put my trust in a stranger.
His tongue was like French silk
forged in steel and made of danger.

Against the wild, I fought.
I was brazen in my virtue.
He was out-of-control
and I was no ebony statue.

Far beyond sweet talk,
we found Jamaica Inn.
The bed was soft and warm
and the air was ripe with sin.

He was all I ever wanted
and he wouldn’t kiss and tell.
He would keep my public secrets,
stealing shadows for my spell.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

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