Comment 4 of 14, added on August 29th, 2005 at 10:25 PM.
I am curently involved in affair with a married man and three children.
Although I feel that there is no emotional interest invested in the
relationship I often wonder about their day to day lives as husband and
wife. Does she ever suspect that I am there, a trollop, lurking in the
shadows? When this ends and my lover returns will I simply become
watercolor washing off a page?
Emma from United Kingdom
Comment 3 of 14, added on June 28th, 2005 at 8:24 PM.
All I can say in my clumsy way is,you must have been there.Console
yourself that he like me is reaping his reward,every day,when he looks at
the Moon coming up above the Horizon,he thinks of you,and know that the
precious times he spent with you,are all that brightens his lonely future.I
feel for you,Terry.
Comment 2 of 14, added on May 19th, 2005 at 11:15 PM.
This poem touches me to the very core. No matter what kind of women you
are a faithful wife, or a permiscous adulterer, you will never be able to
please. Society has created such a skewed view of women that has in turn
created a group of men with un-fulfillable desires. I know this is
stereotypical thinking, and there are exceptions, but I imagine every women
feels like the women in the poem at some time in her life.
Faye from United States
Comment 1 of 14, added on October 27th, 2004 at 2:48 PM.
This is an extraordinary poem; for me it so powerfully describes the
feelings of the other woman towards an unknown, unseen wife and all the
hurt bound up in this strange relationship. It also asks the question of
the guy involved 'what did you really want from me?'
from United Kingdom
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