This thing between us was
Fun and light
A summer day in my life
I bathed myself in your sun
Embraced someone
Far from his wife
Open hearted soft
The sweet kiss of
Little death
Your delicious gift
Was transitory
A moment’s starry breath
For you remained
True to an ideal
Of union with your spouse
Despite the glare of
Woe seeping through
Your conjugal house
Against such deceit
A lover like me
Cannot hope to rival she
Who sits at home to
Drain your fire
While I sit solitary
Time passed and with it change
Your sun scorched
Like a heat drenched sore
I opened as a wound for you
Soft and pink
Then frayed and raw
Dark thoughts seize me
With their march
Across this heart
You’re blind to pain
Refuse to see
For fear it falls apart
What makes you think
I will not share this
Injury from you
With she who
Carries blindly on
Unconscious of the truth
I fume with covetous rage
While she loafs and
Squanders love
Taking all
You have to give
Committed only to herself
Yet moans and groans
Are futile as
You grant an easy time
To a person
Unsupportive of
Your many gifted forms
Vain attempts to
Stem the flood
Resisted by my heart
I would not change
The time with you
From painful end to start
My world so far enlivened
By your presence
In my thoughts
Your warm, soft, light
Dispersed like
Weathered passing clouds
Now fortified
Against me and
The love I have for you
Raise a shield
And she a drink
To save you
Both from truth.
