Post by kapziel on Nov 12, 2008 11:29:24 GMT -5
"She came home"
with the smell of another man's cologne
and said nothing, just sat at the edge
of the bed and quietly undressed
before snuggling under the covers
facing away from me.
I put an arm around her, held
her close. I can still smell him on her
and the way she held him, the way he
smothered her in ways I cannot.
But at the end of the night
she comes home to me, and sleeps
in this bed. The bed we've shared
for so long, and no other man's smell
can permeate the stench
of a married couple, keeping secrets
from one another.
~Vince Laertt
with the smell of another man's cologne
and said nothing, just sat at the edge
of the bed and quietly undressed
before snuggling under the covers
facing away from me.
I put an arm around her, held
her close. I can still smell him on her
and the way she held him, the way he
smothered her in ways I cannot.
But at the end of the night
she comes home to me, and sleeps
in this bed. The bed we've shared
for so long, and no other man's smell
can permeate the stench
of a married couple, keeping secrets
from one another.
~Vince Laertt
