A taboo remains an invitation to commit.
And it’s like every married man wants a little diversion.
You’re never really mature enough 2 quit.
Just foolhardy enough to take d decision to keep a wife.
The best of boys will dream to take a walk,at least once while there’s life, on the wild side.
The best of players, when they say they’re done, they pick a trophy girl to create an impression.
But married men sometimes still want to woo.
It’s hard to believe that the game is over, when you don’t know if you just won, just lost or need a rematch…
It’s funny isn’t it? Marriage is winning again and again in the same field you think you’ve conquered.
Funny, foolish, exciting, challenging. It’s hard to tell cage fight from love ring…I mean nest…
And unless u dare, cos it’s breaking you down, you never tell a soul how ugly it is inside. An oath to bind two, an ego to protect.
When it’s good it goes public, when it’s bad, it’s ugly. And the world will never know. We only believe what you want us to.
Bof! Who cares anyway? We got our own problems! You keep the benefit of the doubt.
Wallpaper, Screensaver, Avatar, we paint our picture. A little boredom sets in, and a little mist of a window-shopping idea beclouds…
Predator, you’ve had your own cake. Love, company, family, affection, security, a home, your own home, kids, wife, bills.
Stakeholder, Shareholder, heart and home in your hands. Its not enough to invite conscience, or sentiments, to dine with greed…
Man remains selfish…Men remain daring
A taboo remains an invitation to commit, a sweet taboo…
(As written on http://www.lovealudo.com on July 12th 2013)