Posted by Susan47 on April 15, 2005, at 20:44:56
Burning in the grate,
did she meet you at the front gate
cocktail in one hand,
slippers in the other ...or perhaps ...
You snuck quietly in,
and walked up behind her
as she stood at the kitchen counter (?!)
(subservient little wench isn't she...)
spoon in hand, and you wrapped your arms
around her waist and nuzzled the side of her neck,
and she leaned back and you took her weight ...I have such dreams,
and they're so lovely ...
is anyone's life really like that?
Or was it just my parents .. for a short time
A time I never forgot
Things I replayed a thousand times in my mind
Things I wanted for myself ...They lusted after each other
my parents
their lust for each other
precluded all else, children included.Hmm.
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