Unfaithful

Poetry for lotus notes

(just for the record, this is perfectly fictional. Neither me nor my wife have ever had problems with fidelity. I did have a girlfriend cheat on me once, which is probably where this came from.)


Unfaithful

To feel a cold inside my head,
Not viral beast but chill instead,
To sit and stir and sweat in bed,
And wonder where I stand?

I want to scream I need to cry,
I want to burn and bleed her dry,
But then again I wonder why,
We cannot try again?

The clouds are thick they block the sky,
And we will speak and we will try,
Our frailest trust our love so dry,
Awaits a calming rain?

Might never be the same.