A retelling of our misadventures.
My wife and me
wants to be free
even once from captivity
from our children’s eyes
but hard as we try
they will always cry
in the middle of romance
not being given a chance
all we can do is glance
at each others face
two boys between our space
so all night we longingly gaze
until one day we agreed
in order for us to be freed
and add one to our breed
we took the car for a ride
my in-laws on our children’s side
she felt like a new bride
when to a honeymoon place
Our car did hurriedly race
amidst the foggy haze
we saw motels lined up
but not one opened up
the storm was not due to stop
so along Tagaytay’s road
we scoured for private abode
and for hours we rode
until we came to a neon sign
already thinking of romantic lines
but upon entering we did find
closed already, we were just late
so look for another was our fate
this storm is ruining our date
then far ahead we saw
“open 24 hours” ad in glow
parked the car not so slow
excitedly ran to the entrance door
started to feel the fading of my ardor
for it was actually a funeral parlor
so off again we go laughing
to find a nest for lovemaking
my last stop got me smiling
a room at last and were getting nude
And how could married life be so rude
just when I thought our jinx is discontinued
she said “Honey, I’m starting my period…”
Disappointed to unprecedented heights
I kissed her lips and held her tight
and I said “I`ll just hold you through the night…”
asked for permission to answer nature’s call
And there in between the tiled stalls
I kept banging my (upper) head on the wall…
lol, one of the advantages of being gay! 
Thanks,
Clay
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