The Visitor

You seemed to be careless In those days or pretended That you were. It was not Coincidence that when I Started to undress you pulled The petticoat upto your thighs. As I bent down to lift my Pants you threw amorous Glances from the corner of Your eyes.You pretended That you did not know I Was there. I was there enjoying The miracle of your nudity. We both pretended that We did not know each other. Though I have lived in you Several times and you enjoyed My presence in you in The dead silence of many nights.