Women

Women - that's why I write poems about them
Because they drive me crazy.
To remember everything thats happened
Before memory is hazy.

All I can do is think of memories made
To treasure each moment of sweet seduction.
Oasis in a desert are each maid
(Though the logic would seem non-existent).

Now experiences go tinkling like glass
Through the infinite;-
To be made a part of memories
On love's sandy beach.

The infinite, the abyss
Perhaps just a blind chance;-
Crevice of ice - long for that kiss -
Or if you'd love to dance that all-night dance.

The outer essence
Which hides the package within;-
This evanescence
Where time outlasts our sin.



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Posted: Dec 2016

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Comments (2)

BerrySmoothie
Ahhh....but you love us....laugh

Nicely written poem....wine
lovecanbereal
Your right, I do, thanks for the comment
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