Of Love and Marriage. (please leave your comment. thanks)

Of Love and Marriage 

she was in heat,
so was he.
it became too hot.
so
intense.
impossible to bear.

an urgent urge was arising inside,
itching
their hearts,
burning their minds.
they could hold it no more.
they
wanna let go
and have the need
of their bodies to be fulfilled.

I know
you may think
why the heck didn’t they do it?
what da hell were they waiting for?
it
must be
the perfect time for sex.
they should take their clothes off
and had a mattress fight
for the whole night
‘til the bed sheet became murkily wet.

that’s it
end of my poem.

ah
my dear readers
you might be right;
hey! what else would they do?
if they were still in love.

alas,
it was bad
they
were no longer
lovers to each other,
but husband and wife.
it’s the major difference between love and marriage.

01-13-1018
Thao Chuong Tran Quoc Viet
www.papercollage.ca

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