Chapter 1 – Ideals are not Realities

5 Jun

You never knew me

I fear this anonymity

Our desire, severe – lapsed

Into emotion only momentarily

We spoke words, dated – slurred

By time and seldom remembered.

I covet fairy tale evenings

You do not conceive of my dreams

Our selves deny us generously

A solitary man – you are, cringing

At the thought of loneliness. Until –

Yet another hapless hormonal hurdle

Leaves you huffing, hanging…

Tragedy and disgrace

Once more companions to the man

Searching aimlessly, relentlessly

For the perfect woman –

Ideals are not realities.

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