Time To Leave

I do not love the man
that lie naked beside me

my lover– you see
is nothing more than
an ‘ear’ for my troubles.

though coupled
I remain amused
of your memory

I am still in love with you.

as I take him
from my breast
to kiss my mirrored
image of you

hear me, my love
kiss me right back

through my lover
we meet transiently
transposing pleasure

as I am always with you

I compete past my lovers’ eyes
to search for you to join in
and claim my ascension!

when my lover
can no longer offer comfort
regressed to infancy

awaiting his time to leave

and I?

wish for that very moment
of your return– to whisper

my love…where have you been?

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