Third

Third (4)

Third

According to law, we’re making mistakes;

The church plead, stop it forsake;

But the mind that longed doesn’t have rule;

It does everything, even to act like fool;

I'm washing the dishes while waiting for him;

Checking it out ‘till it perfectly gleam;

Minutes ago, the door opened;

The man I want, in my place he sauntered;

He hugged me tight and kissed my lips;

He pushed me to the wall and touched my hips;

My mouth opened and his tongue devours;

Then took out my nightdress and it fell on floor;

Grabbing my hips, locking my body;

He started walking like a drunken somebody;

In our room he laid me down on bed;

“Another restless night” his husky voice said.