do you fantasize
when you close your eyes
that it’s me you’re making
love to? Do you picture

my curves
up against yours? Your
fingertips caressing
my plump *******,

taking your mouth
to them? ******* them like
a juicy plum? When you ******
do you tremble and feel

disassembled
until you open your eyes and it
hits you hard that this old, wrinkled
overweight woman in bed is

the only one
you’ll ever make love to
time and again.