Last night she made love, she smiled & she screamed. such that relationships begin.
the steam was hot and love ejected, a turbulence dance within the waterfall.
& then this morning I found that she was gone, the girl in red cloak & her shoes.
so today a replacement found alas, yet so different from the girl who’d passed
muscles & toned & short blonde hair, petite in nature but strong in stature.
i tried to talk & words came out, but i had to end it as her lies came out
for though she was fun & yes she smiled & oh, how the conversation flowed,
i could not say that enamored love there in reason did begin to flow.
You see, i prefer my girls so sweet & clear, with stylish hair that speaks to me
American smiles & English charms, European styles & Girlish looks
I prefer my fantasy to the real thing for reality seems to only let you down
& i ask you now, how can i be with someone who lies, who cheats or worse still dies
who tries to change & rearrange the soul you’re born with, how does that work?
How does any man or girl i ask, survive a warden who tells them of some other rules
that i am wrong when i am right, that relationships are controlled, that i am nought
how do you prefer the reality of the one you’re with, compared to the love & affection of the unknown one?
the golden one who simply lets you love.
i ask you.
~ two people i met made me think
(c) Ed Simkins