Clock

A chance meet.
2 acquaintences greet
And eat.
That night
They did smile
And make polite
Conversation while,
In the background
Behind each word
Was heard
The tick tock
Of her biological clock

Her flirty conversation.
His anticipation
Grew, whilst through
Each word
Could be heard
Tick tock, tick tock.

A tentative invitation to come in
For coffee or tea.
They did chat
About this and that.
Then, she took her hat
And was gone,
Whilst the tick tock
Of the clock
At the head
Of his bed
Continued on,
Unloved

7 thoughts on “Clock

    1. K Morris Poet Post author

      Many thanks for your comment, Robbie. You make an excellent point. Indeed many men do feel a need to settle and reproduce. Conversely there are both men and women who have no desire to reproduce, but still enjoy the pleasures of the bedroom. Best wishes – Kevin

      Reply

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