Nuala
has to bath
and wash off
Una's scent
and love juice
see just where
the love bites
(a light brown)
are on skin
she sits down
in the hot
foamed water
lets it soak
into her
about her
Brian's in
the bedroom
in their bed
patiently
waiting there
wanting sex
he feels it
bubbling up
seeing it
in his mind
the sex scene
her body
beneath him
him surging
into her
Nuala
imagines
it's Una
in the bed
waiting there
butt naked
her thick thatch
welcoming
but it's not
it's Brian
laying there
thinking up
some sex games
to be played
she's been bad
naughty girl
he will say
as master
and will smack
her behind
in his game
Brian reads
an old book
of cowboys
and Wild West
wanting her
in the bed
in the dark
Nuala
pulls the plug
listens as
the water
goes glug glug.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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