Sometimes the Ignorance of a Man

she said my words tore away at her.

                        i wasn't looking at her eyes at the time.

she made me look.

pain!,                        yes

                                   she wanted me to see her pain.

instead, 

i  imagined her naked.
                               imagined her left hand moving towards her nipple.


her right hand she said

                                         held her face turned around.


because,
                that is how i made her feel.

i pretended to listen.

i didn't hold her.

i didn't speak.

                        still,

                                     i had sex with her. 

afterward she looked sad

                                          and i felt something.


                                                                              i think.

no.

i'm sure.

                  it made me feel
                                                i felt
                                                                as if i had violated her.

                                                i felt 

                                                             like i should say sorry.



I didn't, 



                        the sex was good.


22~12~2014
With Love
Maurice Yvonne

genderfree verse

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