She writes to me. Telling me I am everything she hoped, I would be, when she dreamt of a man beside her. Yet, she goes back to the obligation of a home that she built when she was youthful enough to believe the world was cold. She married the first person that warmed her heart. Now, we have crossed paths and I play the devil which temps her from honoring a committment under God. I never saw myself the villain but now my beat draws me closer to a woman I can’t never trace. We talk about a life where we can be but that life isn’t ours. It’s just a lust we want to Love….

~AzizBrown~

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