Three’s A Crowd

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Three’s A Crowd

Our bodies did once fit
Lips to lips
Arms wrapped around
Holding each other in place
Head on shoulder 
Joined at the hip
Step in step
Intertwined
In bliss
Two as one
Until
Another came
Inserting themself
in between the two of us
Resting their head
on your shoulder
Leaving no room for mine
Turning your mind
Stealing your lips
and my bliss
Three is a crowd
An odd number
That will never fit
My body again



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Grace is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight and had prompted us
To write about the body or body parts.

Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

19 thoughts on “Three’s A Crowd”

  4. An odd number and one which can cause immense pain, until we learn to embrace ourselves and let go of other people’s nonsense.

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  5. Can’t help but remember how Princess Diana described her marriage to Charles … yes, inserting another body into the mix is often deadly.

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    1. She said there were three people in the marriage so it was rather crowded. Poor love. So young and having to deal with that and everything else.

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  9. The cruelty of betrayal and the selfishness of one, awful to think it. Your poem calls the reader to account, there is no looking away from this.

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