I spend my days waiting,
Anxiously, longingly waiting,
For a message,
A place, a time,
When you can finally slip away,
Out of her arms,
And into mine,
For an hour,
Maybe two,
Of sweet ecstasy,
I know you love me,
But our time is fleeting,
Gone to quickly,
I beg you for one more hour,
One more minute,
One more kiss,
One more assurance of your love,
As you pull away from me,
With unkept promises,
Of a life we'll never have,
To quickly you jump from my bed,
In search of hers to lay your head,
Once again leaving me waiting,
Anxiously, longingly waiting.
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