LOVING YOU (I FEEL GUILTY FOR LOVING YOU)

I feel guilty for loving you,
- but I do.
Even if I will not marry you.
Even if I am fond of your two year old daughter.

Of sending you flowers for mothers' day
and kissing you when you come home.
Of holding you in my arms,
and kissing your breasts too tantalizingly
when you're on your break from work.
Of holding you against me,
and dreaming that we could sit beside each other
cozily for forty years.

I won't marry you,
and I feel guilty for loving you,
- but I do.