I WANT TO MAKE IT UP TO YOU

 I come to you, don’t misconstrue,
I want to make it up to you
For leaving you feeling so hurt
Over that careless online flirt.
She aroused me very much
Without her giving me a touch.

Her pictured breasts lit up the fire
Of my out-of-order desire.
Yes, it left you feeling upstaged
I’m glad you were not more enraged.
OUR ages are less far apart,
To me you mean more than this ‘tart’.

A woman to me nearer aged
Gets my loving side more engaged.
Someone I can grow older with
Deserves the love I can still give.
I swear by God Above, it’s true,
My body is still saved for YOU.

Don’t in anger be mistaken;
Nothing YOU wanted has been taken.
I’ve told her it’s just novelty,
That she had this effect on me.
We have not arranged to meet up
To drink unfaithfulness’ cup.

I have not been within her hands
And she’s made on me no demands.
If you feel better, then draw near;
Your Intended is Now and Here.
Give us a chance to reconnect
And heal this foolish rift’s effect.