Mine

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I have been given a talking to
Like a child reprimanded
Apparently me giving you
a Valentine’s Day gift
is perfectly fucking fine
But
the heart shaped box it came in
was absofuckingloutely not
Even though I gave her
a heart shaped box
And gave your daughter
a heart shaped box
And gave your son
a heart shaped box
Giving you
a heart shaped box
was completely
fucking
inappropriate
There is also a problem
with us going out to lunch
going out for drinks
hanging out so much
grocery shopping together
and fucking talking
all the goddamned time
I tell her if
you want to do things
with him
fucking ask him
and fucking do them
She tells me
her eyes narrow and glossy
that she did ask
and you said no
I work hard
to arrange my face
so that it does not show
my absolute relief
and my fucking glee
You do not say no
to me
How does she not know
We are fucking
How does she not know
we are lovers
How does she not know
when your fingers
are in a heart shaped box
full of sticky sweetness
that I gave to you
it is not made of cardboard
and it is not filled with chocolate
How does she not know
that when we are talking
we are breathing words of love
into each other’s mouths
How does she not know
that she gave you to me
because she didn’t want you
And now that you want me
she wants you back
It doesn’t fucking work that way
She has decided
to start working out again
Start dieting again
It won’t matter
I’ve seen her naked
And I’ve seen me naked
And that is a competition
she’s going to lose
Big tits aren’t everything and
She will still say ow
when you pull her hair
She will still say stop
when you grab her throat
She will still say she is tired
When you try to fuck her
And she will still prefer
Spending time with me
To spending time with you
For a hot minute
I wonder if I am being unfair to her
Or if you are being unfair to me
I wonder if
I should give you back to her
Fuck that
She pushed us together
She used me
to give herself a break
from you
I didn’t intend to love you
And I tried not to
But I know
you were fucking made for me
And I was fucking made for you
And we were made to be
fucking
each other
loving
each other
So if she doesn’t want me to
give you chocolates
in heart shaped boxes
I can give her that
But I will continue to give you
something sweet and delicious
to coat your tongue and
I will continue to give you
my body
my time
my love
and still and always
my heart

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Paul4playPaul4playabout 1 year ago

Competition, indeed!

Not a question of fair or unfair.

He is making his choice: You satiate him in ways she cannot.

Your passion is arousing….

TheDokTheDokabout 1 year ago

This is a very powerful poem. All is fair in Love and war :) 5*

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