The Truth About Women’s Feet

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Love wrapped around my mind like a shroud

Full of colors, spectrums & radiant splashes

Not a day without engulfing sunshine

Blinded by pantyhose & false eyelashes

I believed in the fairytale courtships

Sipping champagne from glass slippers

Lovely damsels in need of gentlemen

Revealed to be crude strumpet strippers

My soul could not take this detail

Where was my love with elegant class

Distraught in this new reality

Stuck on feet made for crystal glass

How could my dreams unravel so

This giving me pause to think

Now I understand the truth

That women’s feet actually stink

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Hair Pulled Back, Eyes Down

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Hair pulled back, eyes down
To avoid my affectionate stare
You cannot fathom my attraction
& you shoot me an annoyed glare
You don’t feel so pretty
You say you’re not ready for the day
But that never mattered to me
For I’ll continue to love you anyway

Picking Up My Girl Along The Way

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Picking up my girl along the way
A short enough skirt that’ll surely tease
Soft tones upon the extinguished day
Wine & song that I might forever please
Snapping fingers & popping buttons
Ample latitude that I might play her fool
Admittedly; for her touch I’m a glutton
My own words reveal me to be still uncool
My ravishing mettle giving her just cause
Subtly picking up her heels and hemline
This rakish spirit providing her pause
Exposing joy & unadulterated sunshine

The World Keeps On Spinning Without Us

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The world keeps on spinning without us
But it can’t stop me from loving you
Time & distance are temporary burdens
Until this deployment is finally through
I take each day as a stepping stone
Cherishing all that you’ll forever mean to me
Through the years we’ve survived strife
For this isn’t the first moment of adversity

A Clear Path To Happiness

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A clear path to happiness
But where do we go from here
Tired & weary from toilsome tasks
Self loathing; the harbinger of fear
But there’s always the simple life
Cherishing each blessing bestowed
Smiling each morning with gratitude
Embracing & not dreading your load
Taking it up again with the sun
Another day to provide what you reap
Responsibility can be a small miracle
Reflecting the love that you keep

The Sun Entering The Bedroom

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The sun entering the bedroom
She tasted like natural ginger root
Satisfied before she began her day
A short skirt & high heeled boots
A perfect way to leave her
A lovely morning with such a sight
I watched her until I couldn’t see
Everyone should be so lucky at first light

I’m Not Some Hero To Call Upon

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I’m not some hero to call upon
Just a simple man, wanting to go home
Bracing against these salty winds
Reoccurring themes to this syndrome
I know where all the good stuff is
Needing my love at the end of each day
Counting white caps dancing in the water
There’s nothing complicated in my DNA
This ship slowing with her icy sails
Wishing to return to warmth all the more
Searching for glory towards the True North
But my heart was left with her back on the shore

 

 

*photo is mine

I Try So Hard To Be Positive

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I try so hard to be positive
I try to elude this building hate
The stress & pressures mount
Escaping this forthcoming fate
How do we overcome their frustrations
Without ever accepting any less
The world grinds away at your soul
Which path to find internal success
There must be a concise answer
The route providing unbridled glee
Each day another chance to smile
& take each happiness as a victory

Hanging With Beach Bums & Bashful Babes

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Hanging with beach bums & bashful babes

Swimming in the surf on late Spring days

Colorful flavors poured gently over ice

Skin glowing after hours in the pleasant rays

I thought I saw a Sea Hag along the sand

Though she revealed herself to be a Siren

Coaxing & teasing me with her demure allure

Whispering that I might be a modern Lord Byron

Uncomfortable with compliments of any sort

I quietly pull out my pen to jot down an ode

Her eyes grow wide, then a smirk & a wink

Simultaneously my mind, heart & loins explode