Power surges through my finger-tips

as I confidently grab his hips

urging him to go faster

I’ve overtaken as master

My inner goodess purrs

my confidence soars

at his muffled curse

as he comes he roars

But now I’m frustrated

my needs not sated

a moment ago elated

now oddly deflated

Oh, he’s down there

I’m writhing without care

ecstasy, delight

****** in full flight

He’s her private dancer
he enchants her
his fluid limbs romance her

She’s obsessed
her soul he possess
his movements undress

Power is obscured
he never says a word
but she is always lured

He’s paid to fulfil her whim
but she’d do anything for him
he’s away, her lights go dim

One day he doesn’t show
her jealousy aglow
“Where is he”? she wants to know

She raises his fee
doesn’t see the irony
thinks “he’s dancing only for me”

Today he doesn’t dance for her
she can see to him it’s a chore
he doesn’t do an encore

She knows its his swan song
to another he belong
to cage him, wrong

She swallows every pill
in her mind he’s dancing for her still
she pays his last bill

He was her private dancer
his last dance lance her
deep sleep enchants her

I became we

since matrimony

problems shared

feelings aired

no easy ride

some days I haven’t tried

but right now, today

everything’s okay

it’s well worth the trip

were joined at the hip

accepting each others flaws

our achievements, applause

having each other’s back

keeps us on the right track

You hit me so hard

I couldn’t breathe

marking your card

I inwardly seethe

Sleeping so soundly

the tablets worked

grinning broadly

suitcase packed

Trying to lighten the press of years

curbing self-pitying tears

my grip on sanity tenuous

the act of smiling strenuous

for a while now I’ve wanted to leave

give my body a reprieve

my soul has long since left

my aching bones bereft

my kids visit begrudgingly

albeit acting lovingly

easy to sense when somethings not real

I send out a silent appeal

Persuade the doctors  to let me go

my quality of life is gone, you know

the stroke has robbed me of many joys

much more than even I realise

I can no longer touch

I want to so much

not able to read or write

trapped, stolen, my sight

Ironically I can only communicate with my eyes

and their pleading for you to quicken my demise

an extra pill now and then

a wrong dose of medicine

I resent your care

the way my grandkids stare

this home is my cell

can’t you tell?

Let me fall into a deep sleep

you won’t hear a sound, not a peep

I’ll go knowing, I was wrong, your love was real

you finally heard my silent appeal

Your not wearing my shoes

so don’t know where I’ve walked

you don’t know why I’m feeling blue

but about me you’ve talked

your actions I found taboo

on my black list your name chalked