Someone to put my arms around, and not be caught by she,who must be obeyed, Now that my heart has strayed. Someone to talk to silently, and not be heard by others,who wont be dismayed Now that my mind has strayed. Someone to drink with at dinner,without a care for those, who know the drama that must be played, When entangled hearts, have so sadly strayed.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this after the first line popped into my head.After being
married, quite happily, for over 10 years, the old woman
was nagging me about something, and I felt a change or arms would be
quite welcome.
Birth sign: Not entered
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