A Light stands out through the opaque darkness,
with someone lying awake in this distinct quiteness.
Moving with cautious, trying to keep the peace,
as If I have that attitude feeling back in the 1970's.
Raindrops pouring from the outside and in,
with soap and hot water hitting on someone skin.
The scent of dial rises in my nose- Building
this comfortable, elastic smooth, velvety feeling.
Get more closer to the light- Feels like I'm in hell,
sweats turning my brow wet-trapped in a furnace cell.
He enters the bathtub with his own two feets,
body so masculine signalfies him as a athlete.
covered in little particles of linen with foul body odor,
He still feels the femine nail prints on his shoulder.
Still his ears reverberate the rhymthic moan,
his organ responded hard- as if the sex is still going.
Fingers on the knob, twist of the wrist, water spills,
his mind taken off sex, knowing he have germs to kill.
"May I join you?" Another voice came from behind him.
Now there's 4 feets, cover in water and soap, in the ship.
I couldn't believe my eyes, my heart beating hard,
12 years of marriage and now thier ruined in bloody scars.
"Honey I"
My Lips tighten, my stomach ache with agony of pain.
Now I know that 'love' is nothing to gain- just poison in your viens.
"I Thought"
Who would've known, my husband, after pulling the curtain,
I would see the true side of him and the effect is me feeling burdan
"You was"
My mind boggling, thoughts knocking on doors-? Answers,
and the more I stand here, the more this emotion spreads like cancer.
"Working late"
12 years of marriage it was one clit and one dick,
now I see 2 dicks. I grab the nearest sharp object, "You Bitch"
