One lover gone

I wake to find one lover gone
he works hard day and night
the other’s sleeping by my side
a most disheveled sight

I kiss her gently on the cheek
I’ve work to do as well
Though fast asleep she holds me tight
I’m caught within her spell

How did I find two perfect loves
To hold me in their arms
Excite me with their hungry flesh
Seduce me with their charms

I’m glad it’s me they love the most
I’m never one to share
I’m sure that it would break my heart
To hear of an affair

To try to limit how I love
Would feel just far too strange
So call me selfish, I concur
I have no wish to change

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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2 Responses to One lover gone

  1. BroadBlogs says:

    I’m glad it’s me they love the most
    I’m never one to share
    I’m sure that it would break my heart
    To hear of an affair

    Ironic, eh?

    • Frank says:

      Unfair, perhaps, but honest.

      From Wikipedia: In triads or threesomes, the relationships may be characterized as forming a triangle or a “V”. […] In a “V”, two of the three possible pairs have substantially stronger bonds than the third pair. […] The connecting member of a V relationship is sometimes referred to as a “hinge” or “pivot”, and the partners thereby indirectly connected may be referred to as the “arms”.

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