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In Defence of Adultery

We don't fall in love: it rises through us
the way that certain music does -
whether a symphony or ballad -
and it is sepia-coloured,
like spilt tea that inches up
the tiny tube-like gaps inside
a cube of sugar lying by a cup.
Yes, love's like that: just when we least
needed or expected it
a part of us dips into it
by chance or mishap and it seeps
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Jesus Diaz Llorico 19 October 2016
To quote and whatever damage might result we're not to blame for it. I ask beautiful poetess, where do we go from there, since both parties I'm sure, and agreed that both committed no sin.
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