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THE OTHER WOMAN

Who is the other woman?

The one who loved totally and got back partially

The one who waited and understood when no understanding was given

The one who hoped when there seemed to be no hope

The one who cried when there was no one around

The one who prayed but knew that the answer would be long in coming

The one who could not complain when time together was short

In case you forced the cards into the other hand

The one who listened to “am I not here with you” and had no answer

Why then be the other woman? 

Because the love was snatched before the mind could think

The feelings expressed before the heart could catch up

The sweetness of the moment overshadowing sensibilities

The tenderness overwhelming

The friendship overpowering

The promises confusing

The love felt so sweet that you felt there was hope

But the waiting makes your heart ache

Your mouth dry

Your pressure rise

And still you live in hope

 

One day when sense overcomes dreams

Dreams that may or may not materialize

When pain has exhausted itself

And loneliness so familiar you give it a name

That day you will want to eat out of the same bowl

That day you will want to share the same bed

That day after the heart has long bled

the other woman will want to become the only woman

source: posted by Mariska – africanwomanspoetry.blogspot.com

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