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By sweetness Date: 2001 Nov 24 Comment on this Work [[2001.11.24.17.00.7436]] |
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I was dead inside where it counts, in my heart wasn't looking for love not even ready to start But he came to my door with his tools on his belt and a smart, cocky laugh that made my heart melt. He did all his work and stayed three hours more his lips just touched my face when we stood at the door I pulled him back in and kissed him like mad both of us starved for love we hadn't had in so long it was painful but I fought the good fight and I sent him home still yours, that night. But as time progresses and sweet passion grows not even promises to you made either heart beat slow if anything, for him it beat triple time he couldn't get in your house what he got in mine acceptance, and love and contentment and peace no long list to-do just sweet free release. Don't blame me for loving him I'm not sorry, but you bear a burden of guilt here along with we two. A man doesn't wander when he's happy, it's said but you snap on the leash and he'll bolt , not be led. I'm sorry if you think that I've stolen from you these moments he gave me though far too few, were too precious to regret, but sweet uptight wife worry no more! he's cut out of my life. He professes to love me and he'd keep me, I'm sure but he won't divorce you and I deserve more. |