You are a woman
who sleeps under sheets
Not meant to caress your body


dancing beneath the moonlight
interlocked in hands
with a man
who comes home
to someone elses voice
singing
“darling I missed you”




yet you crave loyal love
when the only affection you ever sought
belonged to another woman’s heart


feeling no remorse
until the man you love
hides his admiration
for someone else’s touch