The married man..
The married man leaves the home
To work for the choice he made on his own.
The married man goes about
One day it rains, one day it shines
Seeing the kids grow, cutting the grass, maintaining the home
Everything seems to go afloat…
Meantime decades passed by, the married man seems content
Until, one morning, behind the norm, came an angel
An Angel for his soul
The married man construed a lifetime of trust, only to have it crushed,
By the Angel that touched his heart.
The married man now leaves the home,
To fulfill his manhood in a way he had never known before .
Lost years, left behind of being deprived,
Beholds no more, for now the Angel stands to ignite him
With little, or no time at all.
The Angel revives his veins, that
Thrusts her body leaving traces of sizzling pains…
Behind the public doors, lies beneath the secret affair,
That won’t discreet the heat, of the meet, of that special street.
The married man now confused of what the future holds,
Controls his moves.
The changes are clear, the clothes he adheres
But remains dear to the choice that makes him sigh.
True thoughts of cheers besides his Angel
Like a the true school boy on a new journey…
The Angel that fell on his lap, Makes him not want to go back
To being the married man he once was…
Whatever it would be
The Angel believes
She will be part of his life in the years to be.
To be together until always, no matter when, where and why
They have to pretend…
Notes From The Author:
To My Love from My Love