I imagine his hands,
Wandering over where…
        I imagined mine,
I imagine his lips,
Kissing in places where…
        I imagined mine,
I feel unclean just to think
That I’d touch that whore,
That I’d touch where many
Will be, and were before,

I dream of her lips,
Fulfilling my fantasies,
        As she does for him,
I dream of her body,
Joined blissfully with mine,
        As they will be now,
I feel tainted when I dream
And her hands explore me,
And she brings me inside
Where she’ll willfully please,

I imagine his smile,
As he watches her fall asleep,
        As I imagined I would,
I imagine his arms,
Holding her safe and sound,
        As I imagined I would,
I feel as if I am too inadequate,
To have ever given these things,
And now that they’re unwanted,
I know what I feel to be true,

I dream of her voice,
Whispering sweet promises of…
        Eternal love,
I dream of her eyes,
Dripping tears of joy and of…
        Eternal love,
I feel foolish to have believed
That she could ever mean that,
When all she will ever need
She has found with his love.