Happiness happens when you least expect it
like that beautiful woman who smiles at you in the sun.
She was 22, with perfect body. When she lifted her weights
she made these sounds, mating sounds.
She had tattoos, and regular traffic down there
like a subway system
but I didn’t care.
The other women were too difficult to woo
the ones I might marry
they didn’t answer my messages, or accept my friend requests
It seemed like nature had other plans
I have always gone with the flow
but lately my river is backed-up like a dam
and nature wants me more than ever
It’s the Hollywood slogan, “Saying ‘no’ is the sexiest word.”
Perhaps, good-looking men are too good for marriage
and their destiny is to populate the world with unplanned pregnancies
Am I evil for saying this?
These are the thoughts of an idealist
before being devoured by cats
A letter written to love’s losers
to a raped world
a sonnet, spoken to myself
If not for God, who else?
there is plenty, on the dining table of lust
I’ll take two helpings of purple dream delight
it’s sweet, and I’ll sleep better, after
My only sin, is writing these words
if you are reading them, I have led you astray
into my estranged mind, that wants someone to love
I have always seen what isn’t there
her golden hair, falling
to her easel shoulders
Her dress covers her with modesty, and doesn’t hide her beauty
She smiles like the crescent moon
Her legs, follow grace
The darkness of this world hasn’t penetrated her
She can still laugh, without fear
I imagine what our conversations might be
each date, a dream
I could love her
I could love my life,
if she would love me.
i love you my son
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I’m glad that somebody does!
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This is so enjoyable to read, maybe more heartbreaks your way for you to be an awesome poet
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Hey, I don’t wish for trouble, but it finds me anyway. Poetry allows me to transmute pain into joy. It’s the ultimate magic! Thanks for reading Veteran Writes! 🙂
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Thank you too
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