MARRIAGE BLEEDS.A Poem by Terry CollettTWO WOMEN AND A LOVE AFFAIRYou see him go to work, see him get in his car, start up the motor, give a wave. You wave back, look at him, put on the smile, watch him go down the drive and out of sight. The girl from the cafe will come soon, will kiss your cheek, take your hand in hers, lead you away from the door and let it close behind like a guillotine cutting off the husband like a felon's head. You feel a swelling heat rise in you, a deep need of her. Small talk done with, little secrets revealed and you take her hand in yours and lead her to the guest room at the end of the hall(not the marital bed, in bad taste). She undresses slowly, article by article, you undress slowly, but inside wanting to get on with it, feel her heat you up, unfreeze you. You both recline on the bed naked, hugging close, kissing here and there soft places, swallowed by the deepest needs. Out there some place your husband drives, unaware his marriage bleeds. © 2016 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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