…oh what a world, i don’t want to leave,
there’s all kinds of magic
it’s hard to believe…
all of this, new
all these things, these
I thought you weren’t here to see
I thought I couldn’t share them with you
and now I see how wonderfully wrong I was
…’cause you’re here right now
and I know what I feel…
you are here for every new thing.
all of them.
the you in me sees it all.
*Oh What a World by Kacey Musgraves
I just had a date with someone I met at a party last week.
A sex party.
That one of my lovers brought me to as his hotwife. To share.
I had sex with him there.
In front of my lover.
With my lover.
He looks like my dead husband, I discovered
as I saw him in natural light for the first time.
I stopped still, eyes wide as I took in the similarities
Enough differences that my shock couldn’t have been very apparent.
The chemistry though, oh! So familiar
And young, so much younger
a tenderness, surprising and genuine.
I took him into me, feeling his sameness
not wanting to and desperately needing to
knowing this was a last chance
that I would have to be honest and confess.
So I did. And I did. And it was so pure, so true.
I have some interesting feelings about this.