Our Love

Our Love



The power of our love is intense


 Though its meaning is not quite known


But when done, our passions are well spent


We linger in our tryst


Our husbands and wives left all alone


And turn again to us, their feelings we dismiss


If our love cannot be set a sea

To rise and fall against the waves

Then our hungering must be set free

It is ours to dismiss

And husbands and wives asleep at home

We turn again to us and revel in this bliss


Tim Keen











About timkeen40

When I was seven, I opened one of those little Golden Books (Lassie) and started copying the words down on paper and it set my soul on fire. I have been writing ever since. I don't know where this is going but I invite you along on the journey.
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8 Responses to Our Love

  1. cat says:

    Lovely, so lovely … thank you, Tim Keen.

  2. prenin says:

    Ahhh Adultery! :)

    Never done it, though I had the option twice in my life! :)

    God Bless!


  3. What is this attractiveness about adultery, I wonder? is it the furtiveness of embarking into the unknown? Or is it a way to move out of boredom?


    • timkeen40 says:

      That’s a very good question. Despite the poem, it is something that has never been for me, but it is a mainstay of civilization. People always seem to need what they don’t have even if what they don’t have is exactly the same thing they already have.

      I hope that made sense. It did in my head anyway.

      Thanks for stopping by.


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