For a while

we were together

everytime we were alone
and also in between

accord resounded

lately an intruder

steals the limelight
even when I have you

to myself

and for myself

I must contend

and wrestle vainly

against the one

who in your mind

and body has replaced me

I should have been warned
you said clearly

that demons and angst

were only dealt with by sex or drink

as drink has taken over 

more and more

sex plays but a second role

and this threesome

has me on the thin edge

my love for you

is love for a sponge

your love for me

drowns in wine

not in wine-red roses

but in lots of thorns