Love Poem: A Jealous Menage a Trois

A Jealous Menage a Trois

Another Lover beneath our covers,
So many limbs entwined!
Does he prefer me, or the other;
Does he know how much I pine
For his touches; tender kisses?
A secret battle for his embraces,
For his fondness, my Heart, it wishes!
And for our mate to be displaced...