One spring day, <br />it always seems to happen in spring <br />one spring day, <br />out of the blue <br />the other woman <br />popped into my life <br /> <br />I wasn’t looking for a relationship <br />no one really is, <br />but the first time I held her <br />I thought I was going to squeeze <br />the life out of her <br />but I didn’t <br /> <br />she is a good listener <br />keeps looking into my eyes <br />and laughs when <br />I am happy <br />one can’t ask for more in a friendship <br /> <br />It is hard to explain <br />but it is getting out of hand <br />she is calling me at all hours of the night <br />just what I need <br />a fatal distraction <br /> <br />I used to believe honesty is the best policy <br />but I am afraid to lose both of them <br />for the love of one <br /> <br />I think my wife knows <br />something is going on <br />but I don’t know what to do <br />or worse to undo <br />what has been done <br /> <br />but it is the nineties <br />and I am sure this thing happens all the time <br />to somebody else <br />but not me <br />not now <br /> <br />but what should I expect <br />from a three week old baby girl <br />my daughter <br />Lorena Pilar Barbosa-Mireles <br />the other woman <br />in my life<br /><br />Oscar Mireles<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-other-woman-in-my-life/
