sex

He doesn’t listen

~ ~M ~ 32 Comments

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He doesn’t listen
and seems not to care.
Or is he just clueless
perhaps unaware?

I stomp my feet
I get so mad.
I think he likes it
when I’m sad.

This pattern of life
is frustrating as hell.
I just wanna shake him
and break the spell!

Surely he hears me
as he sits in his chair,
resembling a zombie
with a half-baked stare.

Do I have to dance naked,
would that bring him out?
If you knew him
even you would doubt.

He just doesn’t see me
and I’m always right here.
Being invisible
is what I most fear.

Tell me please,
what shall I do?
I’m being dismissed
like a worn out shoe.

I bet every woman
has faced this kind of day.
We should all just vow,
to go our own way.

Maybe we’d all get noticed
if their beds turned cold.
Weeks without sex,
would surely get old.

Don’t worry though, I’m fine!
Cause I just don’t even care.
I’ll wait and see how he likes it
when I stop washing his dirty underwear!

© 2020 Michelle Cook

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Savoring the thrill

~ ~M ~ 9 Comments

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Savoring the thrill
Of his tempestuous kiss
He ravaged her soul
In a moment of bliss

She couldn’t catch her breath
His hands were tangled in her hair
And of everything else around her
She was completely unaware

Time seemed to stop
There was nowhere to go
The universe still remained
And yet the day she did not know

For she had lost all awareness
In the nonexistent realm of reality
And all that she remembered
Was what he wanted her to see

 

© 2019 Michelle Cook

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