Three Bedrooms
Three bedrooms,
The first one, ours.
The other two
Belong to others.
Three bedrooms,
The long, hot showers.
You keep me lit;
You're my greatest lover.
Three bedrooms
I wish were ours,
But the other two
Belong to others.
Three bedrooms,
The really cool kind,
Too bad we're not
The only ones in our lives.
Three bedrooms
Two of which we never use
The way want.
I should be able to scream making love.
Copyright © Mel Marakalala | Year Posted 2015
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