CONFESSION OF A HUSBAND -poem

My darling, I must confess that

among the qualities I do possess

or things you cherish about me,

hugging scores at its lowest.

I am not a hugger!

Not during the night

when all I want is to

close my eyes, sleep tight,

alone in my own bed

without a shred of light!

I have no wish for spooning,

cuddle, nor pillow chat or fight;

my whole body’s aching,

I simply want you out of sight.

My bed is the last standing

sanctuary I have within this house

where panties, bras, mascaras

seem to have taken over!

Despite the fact I still live here,

my clothes, socks, and belts

have been reduced to

one single drawer.


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