The secret

She in his house
and I in his house.
She in his bedroom
and I in his basement.

Her hands are white and smooth
mine red and rough
Hers touch silk and linen
mine wood and water.

She has a secret
but I have a bigger one.
She feels his skin
but I wash his shorts.

(First published in The Mozzie)

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