Affair

Written by: Nancy Jones

You can't admit it but
I can more easily
anyway

What threatens your well-being
enhances it, too.  How does that
happen?

I don't know.
You don't know.

Maybe knowing is for chicks

Or dicks.

Or maybe it's in the order of or
for
lore
more

Or as some say in the South 

Shore

Can't bet your life on it, anyway.

Who knows where the next breeze will blow?