Lolesha.
Lolesha Centers.
Lolesha & I Have Been Practicing Tennis 2gether 4 Ages.
Beauties, Like Her, R Hard 2 Get So Closed 2. Consider, Me Lucky.
Suddenly, I Was The 1 She Asked 2 Play Tennis With All Those Years Ago. She Was A Nu Pretty Face So, Of Course, I Was Hapi 2 Help Her Out.
Bout After Bout Later I've Realized She's Pretty Good & That Our On Court Marriage Has Never Been Interrupted.
Accepted Mystery Of Hers Keeps Her 2 The Utmost Of Attractive 2 Me. We're Both N Our 30's.
Thoughts 2 Trust, Of Mine: She's Rich, Married 2 @ Least Her 3rd Husband, & Has No More Than A Few Kids.
Things Such As, Make No Difference 2 My "Handsome" Bachelor.
Closer We Get By The Year. I'm N Love With Her. How Deep? I Don't Want 2 Know While We're So Distant.
Persistent, I'm Persistent. Calm Persistence, Is All I've Got. I've Been Rewarded Though. How Rewarded? I Can't Tell.
Stole Heart N The Pretty Clutches Of "The Goddess", Ever @ Our Club, N The Baddest Tennis Outfit I've Ever Saw. Lolesha.
Lolesha.
- Author: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 19th, 2023 01:05
- Comment from author about the poem: Just Another Take On Modern Love Affairs, Good Audience.
- Category: Love
- Views: 5
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.