The Affair

Stolen moments. Stolen days.
Stolen time to get away.

Leave your husband. I'll leave my wife.
Leave behind trouble and strife.

Afternoons of loving fun.
Trouble is you'll hurt someone.

It says on paper you are together.
Seperate beds in the same house.

Does not count as separation
In my book. You mistook

me for a fool.To me it's cruel to
decieve your wife.That's not my life.

That's a heap of s***e.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Andresen Avatar
March 4, 2016 at 3:53 AM
- Agree : "That's a heap of s***e." !!! - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Murray Avatar
March 4, 2016 at 11:05 AM
If only hugs from women would satisfy me Anne Lisa, I get plenty here. Thank you.
Devnath  Avatar
March 3, 2016 at 4:35 PM
Cheating continues until mind's changed with strong determination. Beautifully done with a beautiful example in picture, my lovely friend. A 7 i feel, bl
Murray Avatar
March 3, 2016 at 6:00 PM
Thank you for your comment BL. This man has got away with it so far. It's the wife I think of. I live by the motto "Do unto others". I would not like this to be done unto me.
Turner Avatar
March 1, 2016 at 7:59 PM
I'm glad to know you're not that kind of girl. If they'll cheat on one, they'll cheat on two! Love it! Peace my Irish flower:)
Murray Avatar
March 2, 2016 at 2:17 AM
He admitted she was clueless to his carry on. I hope he has fun eating his cake. I certainly would not celebrate.
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