I love the way 
she looks in the morning
after we've just finished making love

I love the way the sex smells coming from
her body, 
her eyes,
her soul
as she speaks softly to me

She has to leave she tells me
to meet up with her husband for lunch
and she needs to go home 
because her home is not here with me
it's only temporary

She's in between her married life
and the life we've created together
she's only testing the waters she tells me
but the sex is great

I think she's lost but I don't tell her so
I love her but I don't tell her so because
It would only further confuse her confusion

But I love the way it feels to have someone 
so loving
someone so compatible
so befitting a woman like myself

I want to confess to her
all my unearthly sins
all my flaws I want to expose
I want her to be more than a lover to me
I want her to be more realistic about
what we did this morning, last night
and all the other days and nights before

I'm waiting for the time
when the decision will be made
if she will continue 
her sexual escapades 
or choose me

I'm waiting for the time
when all her confusion will cease
and she'll come to her senses

When she'll realize that she's
met someone who can provide
those things she's looking for

I'm waiting for the time
when the decision will be made
if she will continue in her confusion
or choose the path subconsciously
presented through her secret life with me