VersErotica: My Wife, My Mistress, Her Husband, Their Children, My Son

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VersErotica
Love Poems by H. Paul Shuch, Ph.D.
copyright � 1993

My Wife, My Mistress, Her Husband, Their Children, My Son

I've always been fairly social,
A crowd scene can be such fun.
But no crowd's as strange
As the one I've arranged
With my wife, my mistress, her husband, their children, my son.

We get along well. We're pleasant
And civilized every one.
And yet there is stress
When I'm with (can you guess?)
My wife, my mistress, her husband, their children, my son.

Her husband suspects in silence,
Afraid of what is to come.
Though no one's to blame
There's bound to be pain
For my wife, my mistress, her husband, their children, my son.

My wife is in total denial,
Ignoring what's said and done.
In time she will see
How fate's toyed with me
And my wife, my mistress, her husband, their children, my son.

How long can this folly continue?
Unless you are deaf and dumb
It's futile pretending
There'll be a glad ending
For my wife, my mistress, her husband, their children, my son.

Perhaps I should just accept that
My days of decorum are done.
Yet still I must strive
To keep passion alive
With my wife, my mistress, her husband, their children, my son.

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