How do you justify yourself

When somebody asks

How can you be with

A married man

How can you take a chance

On hurting somebody?

You don’t

You can dance fancy circles

Around yourself

You can say his wife

Doesn’t understand him

Or do things with him

So you fill a void

And he fills one in you

Hahaha yeah not just

That void

You just don’t think deep

Morals?

Hey, that never stopped

You before

And love seems to

Wash everything in innocence

I mean really

We’re not talking

Pedophilia here

I don’t live a white life

Nor a black one

And I don’t believe

In hell

Though karma makes

Me nervous.