My Boyfriend Is Married Poem by Ramona Thompson

They all try to tell me
He'll never leave her
He'll never give up the cashcow that he married
I think they're all just jealous
Mad because they don't share the perfect kind of love that we do
I get him every other weekend and on rare Friday nights
I don't mind
I know it's only temporary
I know sooner rather than later he will be mine
All mine whenever and wherever I want him

I talk to his wife every day as a matter of fact
We're the very best of friends
Hope we still will be after he breaks it to her
I'm the other more important lady in his life
The mother of the baby the cancer robbed her of the chance to give to him
Actually that's how we met
I was his wife, Pamela's nurse
He was the handsome, sexy man I just could't resist
That was three years ago
We've been together and going strong ever since

Gonna be so hard to keep my hands off of him tonight
When I'm over at their house for dinner
Guess I'll just have to play along
Pretend we're nothing more than friends
At least until she leaves the room for a second or two
Than while she's gone I can plant one on him
Whisper to him
A new shocking fantasy I wanna make into sweet reality
Not too much later in the evening
Back at our secret place

Should't be too much longer now before this silly charade is over
I've been planning our wedding
I've even gonna do something extra special to make things up to Pam
I'm gonna ask her to be my maid of honor
Isn't that sweet?
Who else would be so giving?
I swear I must be the coolest other woman in the world
Hey, maybe I'll even set her up with my brother
Would't that be great?
We could all be one big happy family

Pam, her ex, me and my brother and baby
Oh yes, I do believe it will be sheer bliss
Don't you?

2009 Ramona Thompson