Mr Right: Now
Here at last
My prince has come
Well..maybe not my prince
But hey, it's someone
And though rash it may be
I'm too impatient to care
Besides with this waiting bit
I've had my fair share
So let's hasten this love
On the road most travel
With risks and regrets
That unknowingly shackle
Themselves to the soul
Decaying purity's core
Burning with lust in another's arms
Those once innocent are no more
Time passes
Feelings fade
No longer meant to be
Past decisions made
Choices replayed
Mistakes of rushed intimacy
Occasions suppressed for a spouse
Instead bestowed on some primate
And though my husband and I will still have our moment
Never will it be the desired clean slate
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