2 years into marriage,
and I still want
the attention
of other men.
Maybe it's because
my carnal desires
need to be met.
There is some
thing missing here
in the physical state
of our relationship.
Or maybe it's that
my mentality
hasn't shifted yet.
I walk around like
a single woman feasting
on attractive men
and forgetting my ring.
There may be
a deep-seated need
for male affection
that hasn't been satisfied.
I feel a little awkward here,
I feel a little awkward here, commenting on this poem. The situation is, of course, none of my business; but in what you have disclosed of it, in this poem, I shall first commend you for the bravery you have demonstrated in describing the situation (but this bravery is not a new aspect; it has always been a part of those poems of yours that I have read). And I commend you for summarizing the situation with neither bombast nor guttertalk. You maintain your dignity as Poet, and you maintain the decorum of your poetic language even as you deal with a difficult problem, one of the most difficult (I would surmise). As long as I have known your name on PostPoems, you have been what I might call one of this site's Pillars---not only for your verbal skill, but also for the way you have faced problematical situations with both honesty and courtesy. I applaud you, Metaphorist, for who you are, how you write, and the significance that you bring to this site.
J-Called