She waved him off and said goodbye <br /> that blown kiss was just a lie <br />behind her smile and laughing eyes <br /> no more would she fantasize <br /> <br />wantonly, she drew the drape <br />a signal for her lover, to escape <br />hiding behind the garden wall <br />he waited till he received the call <br /> <br />passionately, their bodies kissed <br />exited by the chances risked <br />on the floor their clothes they shed <br />gyrating on the marriage bed <br /> <br />silently a key turned in the door <br />her saw them romping on the floor <br />he turned around with out a sound <br />and left them to it on the ground <br /> <br />four years have gone since she saw him last <br />so sorry for her sinful past <br />he moved on but cannot trust <br />it seems his dreams have turned to dust<br /><br />Bob Gibson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-affair-7/
