Marriage has it's ups and it's downs
But it far exceeds the alternative
A lonely life without love and affection
Love's one of life's true superlatives
Some days we have heated discussions
That's how it was meant to be
Then she does something ever so sweet
And you forget why you disagreed
It isn't always going to be clear sailing
But if the bond is truly strong
It's worth the struggles times over
If you're lucky it will end up lifelong
The male tendency is to play the field
But trust me life's way too short
To become involved at playing the field
Probably means some time in court
Not sure the ladies will like my analogy
It's the lesser of two evils as they say
Oh boy I think I may have done it this time
Must convince Cathie it's just a cliche
Marriage has it's ups and it's downs
But it far exceeds the alternative
A lonely life without love and affection
Love's one of life's true superlatives
Some days we have heated discussions
That's how it was meant to be
Then she does something ever so sweet
And you forget why you disagreed
It isn't always going to be clear sailing
But if the bond is really strong
It's worth the struggles a hundred times over
If you're lucky it will end up lifelong
The male tendency is to play the field
But trust me life's way too short
To become involved at playing the field
Probably means some time in court
Not sure the ladies will like my analogy
It's the lesser of two evils as they say
Oh boy I think I may have done it this time
Must convince wifey-poo it's a cliche
So I finally let a new girl in
Convalescing and vulnerable
Tired of playing the field
Wanting to remember how to feel
And yes she made me feel
How she did make me feel!
She picked me up
And healed me
Refilled my cup
When she kissed me.
Smart and enjoyable
Beautiful, shockingly so.
Funny, but not mockingly so
Cute and adorable
She infiltrated me
As I penetrated her
Entwined me
As I grew into her
Pressed against me
As I pulled her to me
Ensorcelled me
As I clung to her
Made me laugh as the roots
Of her tickled into my smiling mouth
Made me listen as the tendrils
Of her wiggled playfully into my ears
Made me desire again as the fruit
Of her inflamed my mind
Made me feel again as the flowers
Of her exploded color in my chest
When I came to
There was music in her voice
The smell of honey in her skin
I had absolutely no choice
I was in love once again
And far before I knew
Oops, silly me! I do apologize for believing
most of my adult life that marriage is...
a sacred union of two souls. That it's between...
two people. Just two!
Is there a bigger insult to the institution?
If one exists, could someone please enlighten me?
What's the point of marrying someone
you don't want to fully commit to?
It couldn't be more peculiar. An open marriage
is not a marriage. It's an excuse to continue...
sowing wild oats. An excuse for commitment-phobes
to keep playing the field, to keep bed-hopping
Why would any self-respecting individual stay
in such marriage? If it can be called a "marriage"
To call a spade a spade, it's more like...
Open adultery!
Date written: 06/20/2019
MELANCHOLY
We hit it off on our blind date
Eye candy you thought I was
A bit of fluff I thought you were
Remember the eye sex,
Sweeter than honey it was!
I cottoned on love
And you received it with fever pitch
I loved you to bits, and so did you
Remember how I felt you up,
I totally loved your submission!
You ed up everything
You started playing the field
To you, all we had was fanny Adams
I had the hots for you
My all I gave it.
I forgot I was common and garden
And you were above the salt
I should have kept my powder dry
If you love me,love my dog
Even the fact that I was below the salt
Everything seems different now
yet nothing has really changed,
still the same familiar faces
but the format has been re-arranged.
Once I was your leading man
now just a substitute,
replaced by someone close to me
you once described as cute.
And you think things should carry on
as though everything’s the same,
It seems that changing partners
for you is just a game.
You never give a second thought
to those you cast aside,
no matter how much they’re hurt
or how they feel inside.
Someday you will fall in love
and maybe then you’ll see,
you shouldn’t treat someone who cares
the way you treated me.
Sweet talking chocolate
the curtain falls
eyes in darkness
playing the field
You played
in the grand entry
promising to never part
striking to
the violin cords
I sold my soul
to you I gave all
sold out completely
the hidden truth
behind the back
Lied in awful words
deeply hurting
scratching within
one's mind
The soul sees light
you gave yourself
to another man
growing black poison
begins to dwell
In bringing demons
put on the table
I was not even worth
the sacrifice
as the ocean swells
In deep
thundering roars
temptation comes a storm
motion in waves
within emotions
Dark bottomless deep
hell with it's torment
pain burning aches
heartbroken
empty shell
I saw your demon
it bound me in chains
dropped heavy
in the deepest pit
dungeon chained
I broke free
in loves holy light
no more the fool
the smelling of roses
music to
my mind
Playing the hearts tune
golden upon the strings
lost in temptation cries
the heart of you
in me
Died
within the
demon a name
crying sweet pain
as it began
Living life
In a
Vacuum, to gaze at the warnings
In front of you but
Not adhering to them
Going on dates and playing the field
Overlooking the signs,
Never expecting it to happen to you
But you are not immune
Owning up to being ignorant does not
Rule you out as a
Receiver or carrier
Of the dreaded disease…
When taking liberties instead of precautions
Eventually you’ll end up
Dead or living with regret…
The worst part
Is that it can be prevented, even
Maintained, in the
End it’s your choice, please choose wisely, decide today…
as the sun sets on another day
I think of the times we shared
those moments of quiet
the touch of your hand
oh, how you showed you cared
the walks in the park
dancing til dawn
for us nothing was spared
doing those things
that couples do
whatever happened my love
playing the field
fooling around
oh, what were we thinking of
so, now you are gone
and a new day starts
filled with things unreal
for wherever I look
I am reminded of
the way that you made me feel
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