a real head turner that's what all the men call that
loathe some gal
but I'd call her something entirely different
an overbearing back stabbing duplicitous cow
for she could never recognize the truth as it stands
alone now
her scruples are completely questionable
her morals tainted and quite foul
can he not see her for what she really is
a woman so caught up in herself and her endless
possibilities that she'd never be content to simply
be his
but then again maybe ignorance is indeed a predictable
form of bliss
mutual attraction is always bitter sweet more so from
the first than the last final kiss
her name will soon fall from his memory and no longer
tremble upon his lonely lips
and her tentative touch will be lost for all time to
the sense of his oh so sensitive fingertips
as she walks farther and farther out of the realm
of his basis for reality
he will quickly come to learn he never really needed
her more
so the woman he wished her to be
which is a loving warm female needing him in turn
more so than the feeling that she is wild and free....
( written Jan 27,1992 am)