adultery
ray heinrich
your breasts were just the right size
just the right brown
for the light
one window away
balanced between
the two parts of a day
our love
innocent
but only to us
and they
could always be waiting outside
but not in this room
where two months rent
was more than enough
for eternal love
for your breasts
the right size of my hands
your breasts
that sucked firm in my mouth
and the constant surprise
of your thin sweet milk
as his baby
slept quietly beside us
