Doubts

We lie on the bed
( where just a couple of hours ago  
  you shared it with your husband)  
still flaming from coitus  
among ashes of your failed  
 marital expectations
I sparked your soul with love  
no matter how blatant and wicked  
it may be  
still there rests a doubt in me  
you won't return the favour  
I see a delicate  neck of yours  
and robust hands of mine  
probably that's the key to  
solve the dilemma  
though your eyes cherish  a hope  
we can be great lovers