Near 300 mile between his hand and her hair
West young man...where cougar makes lair
Optimist, realist, idealist
Different takes...real big lake
Making lists, trying t' figure out the jist
Adrift perhaps in an ancient mystery
Reckon not, neuros and dorphins power such a rift
Modern jargon describes as chemistry
He goes, she goes...neither really knows
Days and nights pass...and her wonder is
What would life be like...
...if he was here
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If he were here... would she accept him into her body...most likely... would she accept him into the core and essence of who she is... would she feel completely full and content of him... or would she be left to feel completely empty of him... neither man nor woman would know...unless he were here.... she wonders does he run scared, did she not spark a flame in him to know her more... she wonders why he isn't here...
ReplyDeleteShe knows he can be brutal... but she does not shrink from that... she appreciates the rawness and the honesty of it.... it is the essence of who he is...
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