Natural behaviour

I do what comes naturally  now
Love my husband and neighbour  somehow
They may complain
With them I’ve not lain
It’s all in my head, that is true

For my mind has taken charge of my soul
My body  must obey to be whole
I  lay in their arms
But it’s all in my dreams
So they ‘re as  unhappy as a pack of known trolls

What a pity they don’t do gender fluid
As they do not have to be nude
Then they could bed each other
While I dreamed with no bother
Without being told I am rude

To me, love’s an ethical  demand
The Good must give me its commands
I will be receptive
But perhaps not deceptive
Or I may be put on remand.

I don’t know that  lovers need  kiss
To obtain eternally bliss
Just smiling  brightly
Is not so unsightly
But touching is  something I’d miss

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