THREE WAY LOVE AFFAIR by John J. Powell Here we are sitting at home. You on the net Me feeling all alone It's as if you're not here yet It's your other lover Maybe just words on a screen Does he know he's committing murder For I feel this is killing me You continue to say you love me Yet you also love another Will you come to our bed With thoughts of him in your head You lie here, next to me But I feel you're with him I need to sleep But it will not come Well, tomorrow is another day Maybe then it's my turn To be the one to play Your lover in turn You say he doesn't factor in To our everyday lives But I think you like to pretend That this constant is a lie Dam it's hard Trying to fit or figure Is it my turn? In this three way love affair Back to Poetry Index