Love Signs

LOVE SIGNS The husband sat beside his wife That woman-- passion of my life Her eyes were lowered but their shine Betrayed her mind saw us entwined She took a pen in her white hands Caressed the length, across black bands Brought the tip near to her lips Her tongue flicked out --the pinkest whip And I, a pen from briefcase took Swiftly bit it--her legs shook And so across the room we loved But never from his side she moved. A pen, so small, a simple thing became accomplice of our fling