The Other Lover

There are things she wishes she could tell you,

to say them to your face.

But she doesn’t want to be demanding;

she’s already grateful for the space

you make for her in your life.

You have a wife

who knows about her –

the other,

your lover, –

and has no problem with sharing,

and caring

for her, too. It would seem

that in this harem

the lines were drawn long ago,

the playbook written to dictate the show.

Agreed parameters,….

but her feelings scattered,

and at some point in the last ten years

she felt an increasing fear

that you might leave.

Then where would she be?


What are the words she’s afraid to say?

Look in her eyes, kiss her lips as you lay


The words are hidden within

her skin,

in a language beyond language,

her emotional baggage

expressed in silent screams, the ghosts of tears.

Desperately trying to hide her fears.

With her whole heart she loves you,

more than she can admit, more than she can own up to.

She jealously guards every moment,

and all the while foments

an unhealthy longing,

this warped sense of mourning

for a future that cannot be.

She knows this: she sees.

It is not in your nature to gift yourself to only one.

So she comes undone

whenever you leave.

Left to grieve

the loss of your lips, your skin, your touch.

She knows she wants too much,

but still she daydreams;

It seems

to be the perennial state

for her to wait

and watch for you, watch the hands of the clock

ticking down time till you return. Your cock

against her hip is the sweetest distraction;

a strange kind of traction

to ground her,

but it confounds her

that her feelings may have changed,-

That’s against the rules of this game.

So she can’t come clean

because that would mean

she might run the risk

of not being allowed to kiss

you anymore.

She knows the score:

she knows that you would have to leave.

So though it cleaves

her heart in two

to have only a weekend with you,

she holds her tongue;

So what? The damage is already done.

Better to be broken-hearted with you

than to be broken and without you.

But know this

next time you kiss


She would offer you her whole life –

Would your wife?


Author’s note: My partner is poly, and married to an also-poly woman who is genuinely wonderful, and I adore her. I’m poly and non-monogamous too, however at this current  time he is my only partner. I’m pretty much aromantic. I haven’t ever wanted marriage, kids, the white picket fence, etc, and am completely satisfied with our situation. But, nonetheless, there is a little part of me that gets really sad and kind of depressed when I have to kiss him goodbye, especially after we’ve had a particularly intense time together.

“The Other Lover” is fictional. But I guess it is also in part a bit of personal therapy; a stream of consciousness in which I allowed myself to tap into that little part of myself and let her give vent to her maudlin and sometimes jealous feelings. (I hope that doesn’t sound too ‘wanky’, lol!)

I have read with keen interest, and agree very strongly with, the recent thoughtful discussion on poly and non-monogamy by Exposing 40 ( And I also want to clearly negate any notion that poly/non-monogamy is something that is somehow done to or inflicted upon me by my male parner. I would hate for what I have written to be interpreted as any lack of agency on my part. I willingly and happily choose to be in my current relationship; the above poem is just an experimentation in giving fictional reign to the part of me that hurts when we say goodbye.

Jupiter x

13 thoughts on “The Other Lover

  1. I think that writing can often be the best kind of therapy, especially when you need to get something out, or explore certain feelings. Fictional or not, when we write, I believe we pour a bit of ourselves into it. That’s what makes writing so powerful.

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      1. That’s what I try to do with my writing and I’ve found that the ones I don’t like…they are the ones that I didn’t pour enough of myself into.

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    1. Thanks Matthew. Poly is coming out of the woodwork more nowadays. I’ve always felt that it is possible to love more than one, but until recent years I hadn’t really known much about polyamory. I wish you lots of luck on your journey of discovery 💖


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