i was his woman

first of all
let's get one thing understood
i was never the other woman
to say that i was the other woman
would be characterizing me as a
cheap opportunist
a damsel in distress pleading
for the affections
of a taken love
i am so far from that
i was the woman
the woman that didn't take anything
from anyone
every secret
every kiss
every conversation
every orgrasm
was given to me willingly
without coaxing or persuasion
no invasion of privacy
this was love
on its highest level
and because i am a woman
i won't berate it by kissing
and telling
divulging or confirming
instances for the purposes
of scrutiny
no
you won't be analyzing this
comparing it to that
or downsizing it to make you
feel better
as far as
i am concerned you were the
other woman
the one that was never made mention
of we didn't think of you
or discuss you
for any reason
there was no room for you
in my bed or at my dinner table
there was only bliss
there were dreams shared
and tragedies exchanged
and fears comforted
and for a time
your man was mine
and i was his
and we were
and we are
and we did
everything we felt
obliged to do with the time we had
the time when he was my man
and i was his woman.






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