LENA

Finally domestic peace followed

A sudden downpour

Atmospheric pressures had her

Close to the ground

Crying out in pain

 

I couldn’t console her

Thinking of a vivacious woman

Called Lena

Who is attracted to me

Just like I’m attracted to her.

 

Like no other woman

She massages my knotted back

Strokes magically my senses

To bubbling sensations.

 

She works hard to have fun

Or she might be riding on a height

On getting her men and women off?

Since some time I’m thinking of

Starting an affair du Coeur with her

And ask for her place to meet.

 

While my partner B whines in pain

On and off beside the courtyard split

I listen to the Duke’s piano

In my mind’s eye I am denuded

By the play of Lena’s hands.

LENA.ANEL

 

zoltanzelan

ZJG-POetry’18.

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