Our marriage is now over twenty years long
The friendship remains but the passion seems gone
I watch her sleeping at nights; sometimes she'll gyrate and moan
I wonder if she dreams with her wedding ring on
Is she making love to me or some mystery man
Does she dream of the past or one of our friends
When she's awake all I get is the "I've got a headache now" song
I wonder if she dreams with her wedding ring on
As for me I am still very active below
But my hands, of lately, are the only lovers I know
I can tell by her dreaming the desire is not completely gone
I wonder if she dreams with her wedding ring on
Perhaps it's not her and it really is me
Perhaps I don't satisfy her quite completely
I watch her gyrate for over a half hour long
I wonder if she dreams with her wedding ring on
Should I wake her and take her in this erotic state
It dejects me when she rejects me; it might be a mistake
So I watch, not moving and not playing along
And, I wonder if she dreams with her wedding ring on
Transitions
Bright Saturday in Spring
and there, for once, the whole of it
and, Lord, I have no camera.
Outside the church
a wedding party waits.
A Mass is still in progress.
Before the wedding can begin
ten men, in files of five,
must carry out the corpse.
Donal Mahoney