It's so very touching
It's so very touching
the way you taunt
and tease me
with your tightly pursed lips
and your expanding hips
It's so touching
It's so touching
watching you shave
your fuzzy black hair
that sprouts everywhere
only to come back as stubble
It's so touching
It's so very touching
to see you fill out your top
the thread stretching
fit to pop
as you stagger then flop into the chair
It's so touching
It's so touching
when you considerately ask
me to scratch your thorny back
negotiating red weeping craters
while you sigh,breathe heavy and gasp
It's so touching
It's so very touching
to think you think of me
when you march in to use the lavatory
underwear round water retaining ankles
as I'm sat helpless in the bath relaxing
It's so touching
It's so touching
remembering the decades I've spent
listening to the angry words you vent
commandeering my sad littlle life
my cornerstone my trouble and strife
It's so touching
It's so very touching
to think of the years ahead
us,marching,undeterred,on
your hand clasping mine
til my fingers bleed red
past a no escape sign
to a grave open wide
It's so touching
so very touching
Elaine Booth
Tue 1st Mar 2011 20:07
Good stuff, John. Full of burning resentment - does it lead to murder, I wonder...?