She wakes me every morning

With the touch of her hand.

A soft voice says good morning dear.

Lips like great roses whisper my name.

As I thrill to her presence so near.



She's hiding a secret that I help her keep.

To lose her I couldn't conceive.

My tears are almost show but she must never know,

That I know she Cheats on me.



I come Home in the evening

she meets me at the door.

Her smile melts my anger away.

A warm cup of coffee

My slippers by the chair.

It's the end of another long day.



I can't fight the feeling I have for my wife.

Such beauty to lie and decieve

I can't let her go so she must never know,

That I know she sheats on me.