This piece is pretty universal, I think. I think that we have all been tempted by the "forbidden fruit", or know somebody who has crossed that line, and lived to regret it. This is just me putting myself in the shoes of a woman who has crossed that line. I would love to know what you think about crossing the line. I don't judge ppl who cross the line. It can happen to any one of us given the right (or wrong) situation.
"The Other One"
She calls him friend
because she cannot call him her love
every day he is there
caressing her need for attention
while remaining a perfect gentleman
every day his mind drifts into thoughts
of touching her in ways
friends do not touch
and she knows it
the look in his eye gives him away every time
though smart enough to stand clear of the line
even if it goes unsaid
the temptation is always there
her smile intrigues and ignites his imagination
but she has promised her love
her heart
and her fidelity to another
how would he understand
that her love has morphed
into the convenience of a strained friendship
how does she break the heart
she swore to protect from the very pain
she was about to bring his way
the inconvenience of honesty and change
troubles her soul
and haunts her spirit
she dances the dance of keeping up appearances
until the lie becomes an ever-present burden
all the while
there is another who commands her attention
her waking moments are filled with visions
of the other one
he loves her in ways she's only heard of
but never experienced
in her mind
they are one
she doesn't want to break a heart
but just this one time
1 broken heart may free another
tit for tat
his heart for hers
love is not always fair
but it is often true and unmistakable
the other one
her friend
there's that line again
the balancing act of right and wrong
fades when the other one enters the room
she know to push this envelope
is surely destruction
at the very least
it is wrong
at the most
a commandment broken
and a disappointment in the eyes of her Lord
she inches as close to that forbidden line
as her conscience will allow
only this time she crosses it
and she's not sorry
she gives in to the right and wrong of it all
finally in the arms she's needed for so long
even though another eagerly awaits her arrival
her heart grows cold and indifferent
as she slowly enters her home
the other one is now her love
her happiness
he is her very reason for living
his love akin to gushing waters in the desert
but his love has come with a price
vows...compromised
loyalty...obliterated
her heart...still broken
just like the other ones
he is merely another heartache
in a better looking package
she is lost
and wonders
if she will ever have the love she deserves
backing away from the line
she cries...
© Antoinette Davis, August 24, 2014
