Lovers

by Jan Oscar Hansen

They had stopped near a lay-by

He had left his car, the motor running

There was so little time.

Sat in her car, kissing and fumbling

Loins afire and hearts of betrayal.

There was so little time, he had to go home

To his wife and she had a husband.

Poor couple I hope they wake up in time

Stolen love is transient

But its consequence devastating.

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