Interrupted love

I am entirely unprotected

You are moving above me

in a form of congress

and I am thinking that the dream

of someday having a child with you

was born in the town Cervantes called home

that you will never

leave your wife

And this flat we have used

for our little meetings

is suddenly sordid

and you are really

as a lover

not very communicative

Even this meeting

wasn’t planned

to end in sex

and it is the wrong

time of month

and now

you eject

a strangled cry

as if unwilling

to let your pleasure

be known

and I shout what

have you done

and you slowly

turn to me

surprised I have a voice

and say

Sorry

I was thinking

of other things.