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While you Lay

While you lay, I'm awake, and I pray... That the feelings I have for you fade, because everyday, they get deeper, and won't go away.... The reality remains that before we played between sheets moistened by the effects of your caress and was swayed, by your words and feelings of hope that lead me to note that all men are not devious hoes and that my life is worth more than gold because the words that you told weighed heavily on my soul and encouraged me to be bold...you already had somebody to hold...

And I don't know if its her charm, or her intellect that's so divine, or her smile that you've combined, with lessons that you've learned through years of undivide...but whatever it is you still decide to keep me...aside.

I apologize to you, his wife. †You stand between me and the man that changed my life and managed to tap the ultimate spot and I didnít tell him to stop...if I could retract time and rewind I will race to him before your time and set a paradigm of impenetrable love that could stand time and Iíd climb the highest mountains and move the stars to protect a love sublime... But in this race of fate I held no face during the phase where you crossed paths.

And here I am...holding his hand as if it were mine. The ring he vowed, and then pronounced, that he'll be yours forever, exhibits itís coolness as it touches my skin when holding my hand... I must say...what I feel goes deeper than a caress...and when I lay my head on his chest I am amazed everytime by his embrace. †Entrapped in his finesse I forget that I'm his next and I commit in faith but Iím stressed hoping I win his grace and he declares that I'm worth every despair and that he knows this love affair is so much more than just a phase.

I never meant to overstep...but I won't lie if you ask me if i love him? I say yes. When you stare at his eyes, please look deep in sight, you'll see my face inside.

So as you lay I profess that I'm in distress. Profoundly and peacefully rest... When morning comes he will leave your nest and run to his quest, and fuel with his passion my happiness.
Written by flyymela
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