Love,
I let another man into
our bed last night
You were away on business,
so I flipped the vacancy switch
and let him in, to sleep on your side
of my existence
He licked my breasts
and planted mints,
in the form of kisses,
upon the stretch of skin
between stomach and hip
Then you called and I awoke,
turned the phone away
and whispered his name
'...in the end it took me a dictionary, to find out the meaning of unrequited.' Wonderful write...bravo.
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Amberlee, You have that slap my face reality in your words. It's a walk in the sun. Joe