Loves Many Faces
(09/06/11)
It was a starry, starry night
The north star was shining bright.
Her lips as soft as a delicate rose
The scent of her filled my nose.
As I gently held her face and kissed
Her soft luscious lips
I was taken into a world of total bliss.
How can a man actually feel this way
And in her arms he wants to stay.
This was like a fairytale coming true
And I didn’t know what to do.
I know that love plays many roles
And has many faces, and may leave
Inward scars and yet no traces.
I am bewildered and dumbfounded
For what I feel and see.
How can this be happening to me?
This is the kind of love that you read in books
And my life and love it has took.
They say that men are supposed to be void
Of words and expressions such as these
But my heart it does please.
Women are the lifeline of humanity
Without them- where would man be?
They are so many things rolled into one
They brighten our days like the rising sun.
Friends, schoolmates, co-workers
Lovers and mothers.
So many different hats that they must wear
And all of these with us they share.
So when a man feels that his is a storybook love
Don’t knock it, because it came from above.
men have been poets for centuries on end
Professing their loves till the bitter end.
So why is it that we tend to hide
All the feelings that are locked up inside.
Why can we not accept the plain fact
That when you fall in love, there s no turning back.
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