a prayer for the disregarded

The following is written and dedicated to all those who find themselves in a relationship where they are the "givers" and the others are the "takers"....seems opposites attract...it's not just an ol' cliche....hope you find something in these scribbles that you can relate to and find comfort in.....

A PRAYER FOR THE DISREGARDED

he flipped the gold band into the glovecompartment.
no thoughts of "her" would he allow...while a woman was there for just him
she tucked the diamond into her purse, as she grabbed it from the passenger seat...glancing just one last time into the rearview mirror, fluffing her hair.

after three years of working together...something broke...they spoke...

maybe it was the saddness in each others eyes...
maybe it was the late hours only they seemed to work...
maybe it was the far reaching stare they were known by to their co-workers
maybe it was the fact they were a mystery to everyone but each other...pain knows pain...just as evil knows evil and good knows good...

whatever it was, they were both crossing lines they thought they'd never cross, breaking vow's that were slowly killing them...
vow's they both meant...once upon a time...when the promises made to them were still worth belief...worth the hopes and dreams that had been given in pledges...

he turned the key...to room 15
pushed open the door, for her to enter

she stepped in...looking around, this was a first for her, a moment she'd known only from country songs...

he closed the door behind him, locking it as he watched her reactions to the room, the moment...the anticipation....
she looked back to him, setting her purse upon the rooms table as she strode to him. He set the bag upon the first bed, opening his arms as if welcoming an angel to touch his soul...

she raised her head from his chest, to look into his eyes...wild and blazing...he'd never looked like this at work....

he looked down at her as she pulled her head from his breast...and stared deep into his eyes...god how the pain in her eyes both turned him on...and also, unexplainable, made the protector...the warrior...the father...the lover...in him come out all at once...wanting to ravish the woman in her, giving her moments of "Bliss of the flesh" while at the same time..."holding and comforting" the little lost girl he saw in her eyes...all at the same time.....

he wondered to himself...."how could the man she married neglect an angel such as her, didn't he worry about loosing a woman so precious???"
she wondered to herself..."he's so intense, so comforting, such a mystery...what the hell is wrong with the woman he took as his wife??"

the clothes came off...as the day hit midway...
in a room with drawn curtains, sipping drinks out of plastic cups...nude as the day they were born...they exchanged thoughts...feelings...emotions...
both knew
they were reaching
out
for lust
for love
for comfort
they were reaching
out
to see themselves once again
in the eyes of another
to feel
after such cravings
that they were special...
just once again...thank god....

he passed every boundry that had been set in the real bedroom...
she gave everything, every part of herself...she had to give...

together they found peace,
the found the excitement that had left them...
she felt like madonna...
he like john holms...
and the hours passed......

showered...putting back on clothes...

he reached into the glovecompartment...at the last light before home. Sorrow...glee...fighting each other within

she took the diamond from her purse...sliding it back on...reminding herself to head straight to the bedroom to put on a pair of panties to replace the one her lover had ripped off her in the heat of passion...

later on....

at dinner that night....

"she" mumbled to him, while reading her bible study questions...
"how was your day?"
"same as usual," he said.

"he" mumbled to her, while eating her hamburger helper...
"did you make the appointment for the oil change?"
"yes I did, honey,"...she said