Transitionary lovers rarely remain
if you think about why this is too long
it will probably drive you insane.
Nobody really knows.
When you left the wife
left the life
left the husband
left the strife
at
least for a little while
You are
caught up in the sparkling, twinkling, incandescent
glowing opiates of love
finally
no pain remained.
There are
Smiles all around.
We danced so close in
night clubs like cruise ships
sailing to no where
and
no where to go
But
you are
leaving her
leaving him
leaving them
trying to forget what you already know.
Transitionary lovers rarely remain.
This one will be different
we are so different
we found this magic
and it will
be maintained
as
Days together go by
weeks and months too
But
In the end
the transitionary lover may have sparked
the change
from
here
to
there
The homes which were cozy
once again become lonely.
Life becomes a parking lot motel
staring out the window at the heat
displaced
trying to convince yourself
this is not too bad.
Transitionary lovers rarely remain
and
both of us will be on to the next one
Falling back into the routines
of
life, love, stability
Awaiting again for that transitory lover
to
take us where we need to go.
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 9:50 PM UTC
Transitionary lovers rarely remain
if you think about why this is too long
it will probably drive you insane.
Nobody really knows.
When you left the wife
left the life
left the husband
left the strife
at
least for a little while
You are
caught up in the sparkling, twinkling, incandescent
glowing opiates of love
finally
no pain remained.
There are
Smiles all around.
We danced so close in
night clubs like cruise ships
sailing to no where
and
no where to go
But
you are
leaving her
leaving him
leaving them
trying to forget what you already know.
Transitionary lovers rarely remain.
This one will be different
we are so different
we found this magic
and it will
be maintained
as
Days together go by
weeks and months too
But
In the end
the transitionary lover may have sparked
the change
from
here
to
there
The homes which were cozy
once again become lonely.
Life becomes a parking lot motel
staring out the window at the heat
displaced
trying to convince yourself
this is not too bad.
Transitionary lovers rarely remain
and
both of us will be on to the next one
Falling back into the routines
of
life, love, stability
Awaiting again for that transitory lover
to
take us where we need to go.
