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Wan Chu's Wife In Bed
Wan Chu, my adoring husband, has returned from another trip
selling trinkets in the provinces. He pulls off his lavender shirt
as I lie naked in our bed, waiting for him. He tells me
I am the only woman he'll ever love. He may wander from one side of China
to the other, but his heart will always stay with me.
His face glows in the lamplight with the sincerity of a boy
when I lower the satin sheet to let him see my ***.
Outside, it begins to rain on the cherry trees
he planted with our son, and when he enters me with a sigh,
the storm begins in earnest, shaking our little house.
Afterwards, I stroke his back until he falls asleep.
I'd love to stay awake all night listening to the rain,
but I should sleep, too. Tomorrow Wan Chu will be
a hundred miles away and I will be awake all night
in the arms of *** Chen, the tailor from Ming Pao,
the tiny village down the river.