Promiscuous Poem by Leanne Rudd

Did you hold her the way you held me? Once.
Your big fat arms
were attached to my embodiment.
I shared your arms now though.
And like a leech,
you proceeded to suck
the mirthful from me.

This time, your body was cold.
Cold with regret,
and I knew why.

You'd tell her what you told me;
that she's all you ever wanted.
'I love you' bounced from your abhorrent tongue.
And like a bouncy ball,
you bounced it gracefully between our four ears.

I saw a bite on your neck
teeth like a duo of her beautiful mouth on your skin,
which I breath on every night.

It wasn't mine.