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He And She- part two

He finds himself straining with conflict, as her suspicions rise.
She suspects him, but with no proof, she may never find out.
She doesn’t want to hurt her or the family. That was never her intention.
She knows how wrong this is, she knows how deep she is, she begins to think about…

He denies and smoothes over, He feels her scrutiny, and the others growing affection.
He knows she loves him, he decides it’s better for him to let her become attached.
She tries to hide it, but she just doesn’t want to let him go, his smell his touch…
She dreams of his voice, the taste of him, and the sound of his laugh.

He uses her over and over, taking his fill. He leaves to go back to his woman.
He snuggles against a warm and welcoming body, wakes to a smile and a kiss.
She is left inside an empty house, nothing but a cold and lonely bed.
She loves him but she cannot keep putting her self through this.

He is loved on all sides. Both of his women miss him while he is away.
And what does it cost him? A few well placed lies, and hushed calls on the phone.
Her heart simply swells with more love for him every time he walks through her door.
She could never break up another woman’s family, so she knows she must let him go.

So she answers his four o clock in the morning phone call for the last time.
She knows after this it will be over, so she surrenders herself to him completely.
He can tell there is something deeper about her tonight, he can feel it in her touch.
The way she tenderly strokes every part of him, kissing each one so sweetly.

She wonders if he can sense how badly she wants to keep him for her own
She wishes she could tell him how in another life, he would be the one.
He loved how he could just sit and talk to her about nothing for hours,
And how he could let out his sadistic side, without making her want to run.

She was amazed how much she trusted him, how she let him take her.
A man with deception on his lips and destruction in his step.
He had known she could be his right away, immediately thought to take her.
He still had no idea how he knew that the first minute they met.

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