Poems written and hopefully sent,
Never get a reply.
Invitations for romantic events
Are almost always denied.

When invitations are not denied
They are oft put off…deferred.
“I’m not ready” is what I hear
“Too soon” are oft your words.

With patience I wait and wonder why
My advances are not accepted.
Is there something about my approach
Or am I being tested?

Are you repulsed and find me offensive
When lying in our bed?
What causes you to avoid my loving?
What has gotten into your head?

Some days I want to quit
You and our sexless life,
You love me like a brother
Not like a man and his wife.

And yet I stay and cringe inside
Each time I want to play,
Knowing that your likely words
Will be “No, not today.”

Are you sending me to another’s arms?
Should I take infidelity’s step?
How hard it is to love you,
How often I have wept.

I will try one more time
To keep our matrimony;
But I know I cannot live
With a marriage on paper only.

Do not pretend desire for me,
With scheduled love four times a year.
I’d rather sleep in separate beds
With the truth between us clear.

You love me like a companion
With conversation and wit.
We live together but a romantic fire
May ne’er again be lit.

There is sadness in my soul
For the journey we now take,
Romance is for others,
Intimacy is faked.

You lie to me when you say,
“I still want to have sex”
You really mean for me to know
You do not wish to be my ex-.