Under the willow,
I laid my pillow,
and chose to caress the institution
of marriage,
I chose words with care,
Praying she would dare,
as I laid bare my heart.
With a smile, she nodded her head,
First giving me hope,
but it was hard to cope,
and was no soothing remarks either
as she gently said;
"Sorry I am taken".
3rd June 2007
