So, yeah, I had quite a weekend...you can read about it on the main forum though. While stranded at my ex's place, I had a lot of time to amuse myself though, so I wrote...
A stranger's wife
Eyes like midnight diamonds
A voice so soft and sweet
Linked in love to another
Before we could meet

A lucky man her husband is
To see her every morn
Her perfect skin turned golden
By the first light of the dawn

To be her friend's an honour
I can scarcely hope to claim
Since should the friendship falter
I'll shoulder all the blame

My affection must be tempered
Not restricted or concealed
After all, it's nigh impossible
To hide the way I feel

At a glance my heart will quicken
My lips curl in a smile
And when her face lights up the same
My heart rate hits new highs

Though jealousy is easy
I'd much rather let it go
After all, if he weren't worthy
Would she take him as her beau?

Besides that, the friendship's wonderful
We chattered through the night
While wandering moonlit city streets
With a tour group themed on fright

I'll be polite and charming
I've been that way all my life
And maintain this perfect friendship
With a total stranger's wife


And this one's not got a name...

Visiting a girl is hard
When her intentions are unclear
When her affection switches hot and cold
Whenever you are near

The situation worsens
When her ex is there as well
You try to just ignore him
Since you're sure he's leaving soon

And sure enough he goes
But you still end up alone
Left to entertain yourself
While she chatters on the phone

And then the ex returns
And he'll stay until the morning
You never would have come
Had she given you a warning

Alas there's no escape
Since you've no transport of your own
You're stranded in her loungeroom
Many hours from your home

You're sleeping on the couch now
Her ex sleeps in her bed
You've got endless strings of wishes
That you'd just stayed home instead

Tomorrow you can leave
Catch an early morning train
After bidding her goodbye
Leave her to play her childish games


And one about my night on the couch

For someone tall as I am
The couch is not a bed
My feet hang off the bottom
From the other end, my head

In discomfort on the sofa
Trying hard to sleep
Using all the tricks I've heard
From lullabyes to counting sheep

In the end it's soothing music
From the discman in my bag
Gentle melody surrounds me
Sending me off to dream land


I've noticed all my stuff has the same format...it just seems to be the way I think...*shrugs* Anyway, hope you liked them