Sunday, August 22, 2004

Her Affair

2:33am
Hours and minutes she was late
Working late
I kept company with clock
Her movements now
Preparing for expedient sleep
Exuding all discomfort
There was another smell in our bedroom
Fresh and indecent upon her flesh
Her brevity of expression
Insurmountable by my suspicions
For my quiet awareness
She could not refuse me her fulfilled flesh
Her oozing pores my denouncement
Wetness hours old
I came within her portal feeling no release
Bedroom shadows escorted her into the restroom
Sitting long and solemn on that toilet
Letting both his love
Which she wanted
And mine now graying her ill
Fall into the sea

RC