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Jun 2018
The *** life

I met her a the supermarket
there was a strong ****** attraction between us
which was odd I hadn't thought of *** for years.
We came to a house with a myriad of rooms
took one of them, but as the act was to commence
I had to ***, looked for a loo couldn’t find one,
found a sink but a man come and said it was his place.
Back in the love nest, the woman had gone I dressed
drove home and peed on the flowers on the terrace
as I didn't want to wake up my wife.
Back in my med with my wife in, I pondered about
I have not had an ******* for ten years, so the conclusion
was I had had a nightmare.
jan oskar hansensapopt
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