My Affair

I curl up in your arms every night.
You hold me tight, warm touch like firelight.
And carry me safely into my dreams.
But daylight comes quickly to waken me,
And the other screams his jealous protest.
To be in your arms I wish to stay, but
I’m caught by the other that gets me during day.
I’m torn from you, how I’ll miss your sweet love.
Your comforting touch and warm-filled hugs.
With this other I work and press, never to stop.
Such nagging and complaining, a timed scream.
I long for the night, for our affair again.
To sleep in your covers until the dawn.
When that alarm clock pulls me from my loving bed.