the other man,
the only other
opens out his arms;
and you can but fall into them,
surrender to his charms.
his hold on you
nocturnal, necessary
leaves me fading at your side
a witness to your willing closure;
a lover, cast aside.
I have tried:
to keep your attentions, but;
his are such that even I
inevitably succumb –
yet though I am bitter, jealous, watching,
my eternal, perfect rival
I will never blame your need for him,
your instinct for survival.
for even if he owns your nights
your unconscious, your release
I know I am the face, the feel,
the focus of your dreams.