To Her Husband’s Concubine
The woman he loves is bright
Her eyes are bright
Her chin is one layered
Her tummy is round
Her hands are small
Her nose is pointy
Her feet are flat
Her face is round
Her jawline is sharp
Her lips are full
Her back is wrinkled
Her teeth are cream
Her soul is vintage
Her posture imperfect
Her spirit unbreakable
He loves her as much as a human could
Her hands are soft
Her smile is divine
Her tears rare
The woman he loves imperfect she be
Is the best of his gifts.
The woman he loves is her
-The other man who loves her