The interval of our marital life has come.
The married life always starts with a climax
and then taper further and further.
Apathy rules; clever as we are, we over rule.
I, whose inward eyes seek in her my other wives,
And she, whose discreet searching mind seeks
In me her other husbands, could still be active in sex.
An unaduterating adultery.
22.11.2002
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