Bright Blue Boxer Briefs

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Sometimes a picture says a lot
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You send me a picture
You are in your bed
Legs apart
Wearing bright blue boxer briefs
And I know
Your intention
Was simply for me
To see you in bed
In your underwear
But all I can think
Is that I’ve never seen those
Bright blue boxer briefs before
Which means they are new
And she
Bought them for you
And she
Is going to get to see you in them
And then it dawned on me
She
Sees you
In your underwear
Every day
She
Probably sees you naked
Every day
Because you are married
Because you live together
Because you share a bedroom
A bathroom
A life
And I will never have that
With you
I will never get to
Buy you
Bright blue boxer briefs
I will never be
First
To see you in them
I will never
Do my make up
In the bathroom
While you shower or
Hand you a towel
When you step out of it
Water running down your body
Wet and hot
I will never
Crawl under the covers
At bedtime
Next to you
I will never
Sleep beside you
In your bright blue boxer briefs
Slide them off of your body
So we can sleep
Skin to skin
Say good morning
When we wake up
Those things
Are not for me
They are for
Her
And even though
You are not fucking her
There are still
So many
Little intimacies
That you
And she
Share
With each other
And not
With
Me
Sometimes
It’s the little things
That make me so jealous
That make me so angry
And I know
You had no idea
That sending me a picture
Of you
In bed
In bright blue boxer briefs
Would hurt me
I know
You have no idea
That sometimes
It’s the little things
In our throuple life
That hurt me
Most of all

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DarkDecurionDarkDecurion8 months ago

I feel the pain in your words… a picture sent for a specific intent, leading to pain for you instead of the erotic joy the sender meant to convey. I feel you 💔

Paul4playPaul4play8 months ago

Your rising anger is palpable.

Your words spiral upwards,

The little things reaching

The boiling point.

Ouch!

Scalding…

melimelissamelimelissa8 months ago

I love the emotional sensitivity and the alliteration in the subject

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