Attentive Wife
hips swivel, i shimmy
over to spouse,
my finger seriously
pointing at him,
sure sparkling eyes.
my pointer aiming
his way, wanting
its way with him.
my darling’s attention,
intentionally on me -
my lips close in
on my lover,
i sing,
“i want you…”
mindfully pointing
at him,
my finger taps
onto my wrist,
“...to tell me what time it is.”
i smile. i wink.
i’ve been playing
with him.
he’d reminded me
that work’s shortly -
we’d been watching
‘70’s Dean Martin Roast.
you get the picture -
i had fun with him,
the roast’s on him.
2/11/2020
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2020
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