DOING IT TWICE
We made our way to bed one night
I pulled down all the blinds
We kissed by filtered moonlight
Passion in our minds.
My wife broke from our close embrace
“I won’t be long. Don’t go”
And headed for the bathroom door
Then cruelly stubbed her toe.
She cried in pain and anguish
Which turned to plaintive sob
Her toe turned black in anger
Continuing to throb.
Vicariously her pain was mine
To see how this upset her
I gently took her foot to me,
“Let Daddy kiss it better.”
One thing led to another so
I need not state the rest
Suffice to say our lovemaking
Was of the very best.
And after we’d recovered
She rose to leave once more
But stubbed her toe a second time
Upon the bathroom door.
My darling wife began to sob
“That’s twice I’ve done it now”
I farted and rolled over, mumbling,
“Well you clumsy cow”
Larisa Rzhepishevska
Thu 19th Sep 2024 06:28
I like this poem so much, John! I just enjoyed reading it. You showed the highest level of love when a man kissed a woman's foot. And the last line: you clumsy cow. What could be better? Beautiful, just beautiful!