You were the first, <br />my number one... <br />I married you, <br />to have my fun. <br />I was too wild, <br />you had my child; <br />I did the right thing, <br />and took you, <br />under my wing. <br />My parent's choice - <br />Not mine- <br /> I conceded, <br />Not wanting to be <br />Unkind. <br />Sex and love, <br />don't make a pair - <br />Love's forever, <br />Sex's just there. <br />Young and foolish, <br />That was us - <br />You got pregnant, <br />Dad made a fuss. <br />We thought we could, <br />Love each other... <br />as the years went by; <br />you can't say we <br />didn't give it... <br />the old college try. <br />But sex and love, <br />they never make a pair; <br />Love is wanting her, <br />when your not there. <br />Sex and love, <br />don't make two of a kind; <br />They have it wrong, <br />Love is vision <br />and sex is blind.<br /><br />david lessard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/number-one-9/
