Ten years on
from a night
one night
I have always remembered.
The red bandanna,
the naked clash,
our Anglo-American
tongues
oral and involved,
our bodies
writhing, twisting
in a storm of passion
while your husband
grinned
almost voyeuristically
from his suspicions.

Mal Foster

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