'Oh God, Oh God, what have we done?'
Hurried footsteps through the trees
Tell of nights that shouldn't be
Secret meetings bed of leaves
His knees are wet and so is she
Was she cheating, did he lie
Who got hurt? Doesn't matter, right?
As long as love is satisfied
Broken hearts are by the by
Told her husband she'd be late
A job at work that couldn't wait
His wife a kind believing soul
Said she'd wait up 'til he got home
Hurried footsteps 'kiss me quick'
The room was booked by Mr Smith
The need to cheat adds spice to life
Stolen fruit tastes twice a nice
Hurried footsteps light of day
They fell asleep there's Hell to pay
'Don't touch me now, just get me home'
'Oh God, Oh God, what have we done?'
© Joseph G Dawson
05/01/2018 – 17/09/2016
