While waiting for my writing critique group last night, I wrote this little poetry gem.

“Love for HIM”

My love for him is unbending.
At night, his image fights its way into every dream,
waking and sleeping.
We meet quietly and in secret,
Hold hands when nobody’s eyes burn our skin.

Our love is wrong.
Their words remind us every day.
I still have not met his parents,
nor he mine.
It never will happen…
Because I love him that much…
And because I’m married to Heather Isabella Mandel.