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He never seemed to have the time for her Responsibilities kept piling high His days just seemed to fly in blinding whir He could not sense her love was soon to die So tired from his work, he'd lie in bed and kiss her quick goodnight, then fall to sleep How could he know her needs he had not fed For they had life and home and funds to keep He felt that life was good, and all was well They spoke of his good fortune and his wife How could he know that flames reached up from hell and soon he'd taste from cup of bitter strife That night he planned to take her for a spin He bought some chocolates and rose in bloom Outside his bedroom door, he lost his grin He found her being ravaged in their room His best friend and his wife in love's embrace it made his heart convulse in frenzied beat Before he'd kill them both, he left the place But how could he forget her brazen heat ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ They sat there in the office, pens in hand their lives were torn in two, divorce: the end She touched his arm as he prepared to stand He melted then, but had to just pretend "You never knew the love I have for you I tried my best to keep you satisfied Throughout my days, the best I tried to do but your neglect just left me traumatized You never praised the beauty of my face The touch of love you kept; I died within You did not see the negligee of lace HE saw all these, and tried my heart to win I tried to close my heart, I did not dare to lose the home we had, I longed to be the one you loved with soul and body bare, yet all my pent up love, you did not see." And with those words she gave a little cry the tears that flowed struck cold his broken heart He knew the fault he bore, he now knew why But it was all too late; they now must part ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There is a moral to this tale so drear A wife is still a woman with desire She longs to know her man to her is near So take the time to please and stoke her fire You need to show her that she is the one Who makes you long to love, and laugh, and live So let your passion rival heat of sun And then her all to you, she'll freely give ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A wife has needs and wants just like you do To see her constant bloom, give love that's true ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eileen Manassian Ghali
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