Her trepidation was palpable,
Her worries were grim,

She didn't understand,
I just wanted to make her grin,

She was nervous,
I was sure,

She let me undress her,
I savored every bit of her.

She wanted to please me,
I proclaimed not yet.

Just let me please you,
this you will not regret.

Time went on,
as all time does...

Wonder of wonders I thought she was the one.
My walls fell assunder, each and every one.

Often did I hold her,
Often was she pleased.

I even let her take her
place upon her knees.

Alas I was mistaken,
Again it was unture.

She let my heart open
to her family and her kids.

Then she used them as a means
unto an end.

Many moths did I toil,
many monies did I spend.

At least her basement's finished,
and her kids have all moved in.

Once the work was over,
and she was feeling grim.

To me she dropped then anvil,
The knife unto my skin.

She aimed right for my heart,
Nearly tore me apart.

Each day we learn a lesson.
Each day we use our heart.

How much longer can we go on,
With a broken heart?

Beautiful, touching,true.

Very well written. And you will find someone to pass you the superglue for your heart.

very nice

As much as it HURTS, you won't always feel the pain, I hope it won't hurt so much....tomorrow!!