Una folds
the bed sheet
Nuala
had lain there
smells the scent
in each fold
she holds it
under her chin
folds again
she wonders
how Brian
and his wife
Nuala
are doing
at this time
probably
making love
in the bed
him not her
having ***
Nuala
lying there
him on top
riding home
to glory
(same story)
Una puts
the bed sheets
out of sight
til next time
she can't bear
to lie there
without her
in the same
bedding sheets
Nuala
opened up
different sides
new angles
to their love
not man ***
but their ***
on their terms
in their time
now and then
just women
without men.
Jun 10, 2016
Jun 10, 2016 at 11:52 AM UTC
Una folds
the bed sheet
Nuala
had lain there
smells the scent
in each fold
she holds it
under her chin
folds again
she wonders
how Brian
and his wife
Nuala
are doing
at this time
probably
making love
in the bed
him not her
having ***
Nuala
lying there
him on top
riding home
to glory
(same story)
Una puts
the bed sheets
out of sight
til next time
she can't bear
to lie there
without her
in the same
bedding sheets
Nuala
opened up
different sides
new angles
to their love
not man ***
but their ***
on their terms
in their time
now and then
just women
without men.
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