Till The Morrow Poem by Mustafa Marconi

She asked if I could stay a little longer
Denigrating me when I declined
Aware of my predicament
For from the conception of this illusion
We mutually agreed to persevere
Hiding in the shadows…
Do we now attempt to put aside
The legality of this reality
The innocence we are about to impair
Or the matrimonial trust we are about to shatter
My earthly weaknesses has guided me
Perilously close to a slippery edge
To a road never once considered
Where the jewels of my life
Are abruptly taken from me
Because of my gross and selfish indiscretions
If I stay I delay the inevitable
If I leave, you promise to reveal
Every intimate and sordid detail
Of this brief and brazen fling
Is this the love you vow to give me?
Is this your promise to understand?
I cannot yield to threats and pressure
I cannot yield to your preposterous demands
My lustful eyes have truly undermined me
A fool I’ve been to unwisely share your bed
And if my wife shall chose to not forgive me
I’ll live my life convinced that you are dead
Not that I am blaming you or others
For choices clearly idiotic and unwise
But I have always deemed one thing important
That dad must be at home to sleep and rise
My earthly weaknesses has left me hanging
Perilously close to a slippery and jagged edge
Where the most precious assets I can fathom
Can be promptly and permanently taken from me
Because of my gross and selfish indiscretions
I leave you now, till the morrow