Man less of Me

I know a man, generous with his kindness

I ache to bear his weight, to feel more

Inside me, I know I cannot

 

To touch his large hands

upon me, groping

Soothing my pain

 

But I cannot allow him

to hurt his wife, inside me I know

the way my husband hurt me

long ago, and again, I suspect

 

I would like him less

there would be less of me to love

it would ruin my imagination

 

I ache to know his passion

his parts and pieces

throbbing, throwing my neck back

breathing in his huge gasps

tasting his moisture

 

i ache

 

to feel his arms around me

loyally enveloped in his strong, protective chest

 

I wish to hear his words and thoughts

brutal honesty before deceit

 

I know a man, tall and bright and strong

I ache to know

—Respond, reflect, questions, comments always welcome: mariescottnot@gmail.com —

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