In a world,
I see people,
and all of their friends.
Honestly, sometimes I wonder.
I wish I had a woman to touch.
who's skin is soft and tender.
Still, I am a thirty year old,
who is very quiet,
and is not much of a ladies man.
Not to mention,
besides the fact,
that I'm a hopless romantic.
They say there is plenty of fish in the sea,
but I guess my bait is wrong.
I attract them.
Then they leave.
Maybe my,
expectations are high,
but I should not settle for less.
I want something,
that will last a life time,
and won't just end,
after good sex.
- Author: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 24th, 2018 09:24
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 35
Comments1
A fine write Forever.
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