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Sallie Howson


Jealousy


I’m not jealous
But I know what I saw.
It all started last night
At the restaurant,
I caught you
Eyeing up the spaghetti,
A smile spreading
Over your expectant face.
You flirted,
You definitely flirted,
Giving her an extra twist
Of your fork
As you raised her
To your lips,
Those rose-red luscious lips
That should be
Reserved for me.
And then she did it.
The brazen hussy
Right there in front of me,
She dribbled down your chin!
I grabbed my napkin
And wiped her away
Before you were tempted
To lick her up yourself.
And then
While I was
Getting a grip on myself again
The steak
The wanton whore
Started oozing her juices
All over your fork.
Is there no shame?
Later
Just when I thought
It was all over
And you were
Gazing into my eyes
And whispering sweet nothings
I spied you
Fondling the wine glass,
Running your finger
Around her rim,
Absentmindedly
Caressing her curves.
You faithless mate.
Enough
I could take no more
And not risking
The seduction
Of the Italian espresso
I whisked you home
To claim you
As my own.

Submitted: Saturday, April 28, 2007
Edited: Saturday, February 19, 2011

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