Love’s Last Chance?

Summary: In simpler times, a man is remorseful over a brief fling that hurt his wife, destroyed his marriage, and showed him that the grass isn't always greener on the other side. When he finally realizes what he wants most in his life, will that be enough?
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She’s not to blame, not one small bit.
It was my fault it went to shit,
I blew our love, our marriage, too,
For a short skirt, an errant screw.

So when she left, “us” split apart,
A darkness deep fell on my heart,
Ties unbound with bitter rending,
Turned to sadness without ending.

But once I knew the grief I’d sown,
Such hurt she had, though I atone,
She would not hear my deep remorse,
Not one short word since our divorce.

So now my days are bitter, dark,
All hope is lost, the future stark.
My nights are cast in shadows deep,
My pain unhealed, the price too steep.

I don’t go out, I do not date,
It’s left to me, accept my fate,
For what I want is not less than,
My former life with my sweet Anne.

The days and weeks, they pass me by,
Months come and go, oh how they fly,
My way unclear, no path I tread,
My hopes undone, my dreams all dead.

But then one night, my friends say, “Come,
Enough of this, your course is dumb.”
Though I say no, insist, they do,
To drink and dance and party, too.

This bar, it hurts my eyes, my ears,
The lights, the noise, bring me near tears.
But stop, I say, for then I stall,
It’s not the lights nor sound at all!

No, it’s the fact sweet Anne is gone,
And here I am, at this new dawn,
For life goes on though it may hurt,
Should I now live and laugh and flirt?

So should I start my life again?
Now free to dance, to fuck, to sin?,
How I could meet a fine new miss,
Sweet love to make, soft mounds to kiss,

To bring us both to such great heights,
To share our bods, by days and nights?
My cock grows hard from pent up need,
But is that right or just my greed?

For our sad ails were my miscue,
A wand’ring eye, my love untrue,
I know it now, it was so wrong,
To throw away our happy song.

Then I see Anne, across the floor,
My dark thoughts flee for I need more,
It’s her I want, my one desire,
Not random sex, she’s my heart’s fire.

Indeed, I know those days are past,
It’s Anne I need, our love to last,
So out I go, to head her way,
So much to tell, so much to say.

“Hello, my love, you’re looking great.”
She frowns t’ward me, her gal, my mate,
“Hi, Josh, looks like they tricked you, too.”
I nod, it’s just what friends would do.

““Well since we’re here, how have you been?”
Her glare replies, dark thoughts of then,
They flood her mind, I am quite sure,
For I was bad, my deeds not pure.

Yes, I had been a louse, a cheat,
Philandered with one thought so sweet,
But I was wrong! My heart has changed,
Can we recapture love estranged?

“What do you want, you lousy cad?”
“I’m sorry, dear, I was so bad.”
“You’re saying nothing I don’t know,
Leave it at that, just let it go.”

I see the hurt deep in her eyes,
The pains I caused with my cruel lies,
And my heart aches for what I did,
But ne’er again, good God forbid!

We’d had great times back long ago,
Our bodies ‘twined, our love did flow.
She was my love, my life, my all,
Until my fling caused us to fall.

So many days, we shared our time,
And many nights, we fucked sublime,
Our love, we knew, would never end,
Until that time I can’t defend.

“I was so wrong, I know it now—”
“Just wrong? You ruined it all, and how!”
And I could only wince and nod,
Such pain I’d caused with errant rod.

“I know that now, I ruined our love,
Destroyed success, no question of.
But now I ask, for just a chance,
To try again, love’s one last dance?”

She scowls at me with great mistrust,
My hopes, my dreams, they turn to dust.
But then, there is the faintest sign,
A hint of hope goes up my spine!

Her look at me, that want, I know,
Her love, like mine, still has that glow,
For deep inside, a candle burns,
A love survives, her heart, it yearns.

Her brightness shines my dark away,
A second chance, a brand new day!
My life, so wasted by my prick,
Redemption near, it clears my ick.

But Anne, she knows me all too well,
Since after all, I gave her hell,
She stares at me, so long and slow,
Then shakes her head. “I just don’t know.”

Her eyes drift closed, her mem’ry clear,
Of better times, when love held dear,
When we loved long and loved with heart,
Before my fail pushed us apart.

My hands touched her, with gentle brush,
My tongue flicked o’er, a burning rush,
All while she thrashed with stifled screams,
Her quiet moans, our lovers’ dreams.

And, oh, she loved me in return,
I was so hard, my loins did burn,
As clench we did in love’s embrace.
Those better times, our minds retrace.

As seconds pass, I hold my breath,
My future hangs on point of death.
Anne’s face serene as old times fade,
She wants more too but’s not quite swayed.

“I don’t know, Josh, it is so hard,
To try again, once love is marred,
You cut me bad, down to the quick,
How can I know, it’s not some trick?”

“I ruined it all, that much is true,
But I pledge now to love just you.
Whatever life may have in store,
I’ll love you now forevermore.”

”Your eyes won’t stray, your dick won’t roam?”
“My love’s for you, our happy home.
Can we start o'er?” my earnest plea.
She takes my hand and smiles. “We’ll see.”