It has been years now, since we were together
and yet there are times with you I can't forget.
You taught me that you'd change like the weather,
and that any one different day was all I'd ever get.
You gave me your passion and joy in the physical
expression of your love. Nothing was held back.
But there was in you no tenderness I recall.
When satisfied you said I was great in the sack.
You seemed to have no emotional attachment
to your kids. You used Susy, after I crashed the car
to let me know it was over; that you had another gent.
Even after you had me served you went down on me in the bar.
I have never seen a woman, before or since you,
who was turned on my photos and movies,
yet never touched by poetry. You'd always screw
whatever place or time you may cleverly seize.
When you left, it was without emotion or regret.
When you found I was not into sharing you
with others, you decided our vows to forget
forever, and you flew. There was nothing to do.
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