Finally, I bring you a poem about the Faithless Husband, from his own point of view. (The last time I wrote Casanova from the point of view of the Other Woman) Mind you, since I am no man, I can only jump into the mind of the male and pretend to gnaw at his motives of gong after the Other Woman when he has his own Significant Other at home or at his beck. So for all my male readers, pardon me if I gnaw too deep or scratch on the surface.
Adam’s AppleYour haughty aloofness Hissed at me It struck me in the face Challenging my ego Your haunting beauty Accused me of My indifference Breaking my resolve Your sexiness Urged me on constantly stirring unwelcome wanton feelings in my loins Oh, must I break my vows Must I yield to this sweetness A momentary madness To calm my fevered soul Passionate desperate kisses Lavished on she Who is at home To obliterate the Powerful image Of the goddess That has taken root In my anguished soul Only serve to heighten My desire To make her mine And fuel my guilt And so I wither Where I should not Thou Shalt Not Commit Adultery The Forbidden Fruit Is so sweetly irresistible And so like Adam I fall with my Eve But should I blame the snake That hissed at me For this is one apple That I shall continue To bite with sublime abandon Until the juices run sour. Copyright © Celestine Nudanu 7/2/13
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