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Where there's pleasure there'll be pain So close I could feel her breath on my lips So hot I thought I might do something silly Like kiss her. Red faced I left the filing cabinet Went back to my desk and spent the rest of The afternoon head down, heart pounding
As I left the factory I saw her again at the Gate, she turned and smiled, a lingering Smile that lasted long into the night. A night I spent drifting in and out of dreams and Schemes and all it means to be in love with A beautiful you and by dawn I was ready for Work and whatever love might throw at me
Truth told, love threw more at me than I Expected and 3 months later
When you go home tonight to tell him you Don't love him, tell the kids the time has Come for you to go, tell them life is sometimes Cruel and complicated, I'll be waiting at the Dark end of the road
Selfish love that sprang so freely into being Wasn't perfect, but then love so rarely is Came with family ready-made and ready Waiting, like a chapter in a book that doesn't Fit
The world I saw was through the prism of Perfection, nothing like the hand of cards that I've been dealt. Did I have the right to wreck a Happy family? Looking back I should have Looked before I leapt
What's done is done the hour has passed and Gone forever. One child likes me whilst the other Two do not. They see me as the man who hurt Their father, but their mother sees me as the man She wants
I can't argue with their faces drawn against me Tables turned I think that I would feel the same There's no accounting for the places love will take You, no disguising where there's pleasure there'll
Be pain
© Joseph G Dawson
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