A WOMAN TOO FAR
(Yeeesss–a play on the movie title, “A Bridge Too Far”!)
He recently overheard talk
About the “other side”
Of a woman he had once adored…
For whom he’d have cheated or lied.
To him, she became a goddess,
Like a warrior princess of ould…
Infatuation-Lust with a capital “L”,
Fear kept him from being too bold.
This half-working man and the full-woman “she-wolf”
Saw each other most days…
Hook-line-and-sinker with loyalty
He ALWAYS found her praised.
She didn’t need another,
She kept a boyfriend on the side…
Had divorced a husband not MAN enough
To be so in her eyes.
She caught on to his attachment
And the fevered fervor within…
The same personal details openly mentioned
Became daggers to plunge in.
Caught and completely sold out,
He staggered from his pain…
He knew that it would have to come—
This goading to force him into shame.
That full-bodied she-wolf and the half-working man
Both had their own loves to keep…
Yet still for years of recov’ry there-from,
For her memory he’d easily weep!