Past Tense

At last her declarations of love became “I am”

As in “I am love!”

He, once her everything, a has been

Love in the past tense

As in “I was”

And so it shall be hence

As he can’t bear to let anyone in

Now who’s the crazy one?

~Just L (October 11, 2016)

Devastated

He stroked her stomach with one hand
And with the other, grasped her thigh
Her skin so soft lain out before him
Muscles over bone quivering and alive
“I like the way you move. You are so sexy,” he stated.
“Most women don’t… Or don’t know how,” he added.
She knew that young woman once upon a time
And couldn’t help but wonder now
As his fingers created waves of pleasure
Reading each swell; cherishing each escaping sigh
“You are devastatingly beautiful,” he whispered.
She smiled, arched her back, and closed her eyes…
Enjoying his breath on her shoulder and neck
But like so many before what he could not see
The trembling her confident experience hid so well
She was destroyed on the inside.

~Just L (October 2, 2016)

Published in the November 2016 Blender of Love Digest.