Lust for a Pink Rose


The love for my wife burned out due to a sexual drought
At first I had my doubts I cant bare her screams & shouts
I began to feel my life cascade like sand in an hour glass
Knowing full well that I cant dwindle in a love thats past

Beyond all thought and reason my brain committed treason
I lusted for another person my wifes relationship worsened
The desire for pink rose strengthened I needed her at my tips
Dreamt of my hands on her hips longing to kiss her pink lips

My dreams soon become reality meeting her for the first time
Just one momentary glimpse and I needed to make her mine
Personality reclined, her hair has a golden shine, eyes sublime
Her bodies divine with contours that make my heart rate climb

Rose and I had to say goodbye, all I felt was why, needed to cry
I couldnt lie, but denying my heart would leave my love dry
Went home, gazed to the sky, and the havens rained with sorrow
Not knowing that tomorrow would bring more pain to borrow

I finally plunked up the courage to talk to the one I married
What good is a savaged heart apart for the pain I have carried
We got things off our chest, come to an agreement for the best
Lust for pink rose saved my life but marriage didnt pass the test