God,  it hurt..
That first realisation of infidelity

"Oh,  you dont understand me,
Its you I love...."
"If you did,  then..."

And so it began,  the dance

The dance around the carrion,
The carrion of what we had,
Now rotting and stinking
With lies and deceit

"You don't understand me,
The constant bleat

Maybe I do,  only too well
And in doing so
Succeed only to twist the knife
Further in my heart

It just goes on
More lies,  and more
Some small,  some larger
Some so ******* huge I am stunned

Into submission
I can't change history
Undo what's indelibly written
The future is different

That I can change
By taking away me
My care
My love

My All

The evil in your face
Intentional. Acid.
As you paint pictures in words
Daubing my soul with the filth

Of your games

How to rise above
The flood which overwhelms?
They were your choices,  not mine
Revealing you, not me

The swirl of the ceiling fan
Could not stir
The vapours with which you
Enshrouded me

The gossamer which concealed
And revealed you
Dusky pink over your darker skin
Flowing yet still

Like your soul

Your rhythmic fluidity
and muscular suppleness
Did not outshine your mind
As you ****** mine
To admiration

Your scent,  your musk
On my upper lip
From our morning of lust
Flavours the rest of my day

Longingly

Why is it
They always use words like
Penetrate,  impale, stick it in.....


When that's not what its like
With a real woman

You are absorbed,  engulfed,  held

Read and learn

Then go, find...

And understand

It was never, and forever
That I did what I did
A kiss that lasted as long as the universe
has lived
and longer....
such bliss, such damnable bliss....
that night in the closet as we hid from our partners