Muggy Weather

How does it feel knowing your husband always wants to make love to me

I tell him no

He said his vow

he still comes around now though

Moved in with you in a new home down town

But I am the one he sees

I am the one he needs

When he looks in to your eyes

Holds you close every day and night

do wonder is he satisfied?

Just out of the blue he wonders do you want me right now at this moment

through text he realizes we can't connect only because I am at work hopes I have a wonderful day

He says he always wants me in his hot tub

he always wants to make love 

loves watching me cum

I guess the flavor of me still linger

but he moved away with you so only through dreams will he touch me with a finger

he wants to take a vacation or one hour lunch break

so he can come and f**k my brain away

I ask him later on does he still want me right now

he says yes always

what goes on in this guy's mind

why in this life is the only way to find

a piece of human connect

but i must forget

because Iam worth more than an hour

I dont know if i have enough energy to water this dying flower

i miss the way it felt

like soft velvet

the way he took me in his arms and the world melted

but iam aware

he dares

to play a silly game

when i only wanted an answer to a sacred prayer

what happened men its like you cast away your heart there

leaving us girls like crushed up tossed away paper

but even when i give no response to his text

he will still come by again

he is that addicted to the sex

but what of the love?

will anyone be addicted to my heart

isn't that how we touch our soft parts

but how does it feel

i am not the sorry one

because i am not the one staying with a cheating husband

she is the Jackie and I am the Marilyn

he wants his sex symbol in his hot tub

does he invite you too

he tells me no

but then why go on together

i thought we were birds of a feather

thought we would find some kind of good love forever

now i see we are just stuck in muggy weather