From across the street I saw her smiling
At me form the window on the top floor
I crossed the street and stopped
At the entrance door
I removed my wedding ring
I was about to commit my most favourite sin
My eager tongue explored her breasts,
Her buttocks, between her thighs
Her provocative hands found my lion
And he immediately roared to life
I entered her through all three doors
We did things I hesitate to speak of
She hit me, she bit me, she spoke to me
In languages I could not understand
I laughed, I screamed for joy and I sang
It is so wonderful to be a man
I felt no guilt, no shame, no regret
As I laid in bed beside my faithful wife
She hugged me and said
‘There is no man as amazing as you'
I held her and smiled at such irony
If only she knew
I fell asleep thinking of the sins
I would commit tomorrow…
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