The Married Man

Another day another controversial topic. As always I feel the need to state this isn't about me. I recently watched SATC where Carrie slept with Big in his married bed and I was just watching Brothers & Sisters (an episode also about sleeping with married men) when this came to me. Why I couldn't get inspired by the weddingy bit (considering a friend wants me to write for his upcoming nuptials) I don't know.

Enjoy.

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The Married Man

I sank to a new low today
We did it in his house
I am beyond appalled at my behaviour
What has come over me?

I
The daughter of Kings
Queen amongst her peers
I
Have stooped
To fucking a married man
In his wife’s bed.

What has come over me?
I can’t claim
I didn’t know what I was doing
I can’t claim
I didn’t know he was married
I can’t even claim
I don’t know his wife!

What has this man done to me?
He is like a drug
One word, and I melt
One touch, and I lose all reason
One kiss, and I am his to do with as he sees fit

This man owns me
He possesses my body like he was born into it
He commands my being like I am a brainless acolyte
Subservient to his every whim
He has reduced me to this thing
This person that fills me with shame and disgust

However, this isn’t about him
He is not to blame
I have done this to myself.
I give myself to him freely and with joyous intent!

What makes this most pathetic,
Despite knowing all this,
I will
Still
Run to him!
When he calls.