I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

How Difficult it Is


We pretend away a day,
Imagine another opportunity,
Perhaps responsibility,
We might, in a standard way,

Find any avenue,
To distract ourselves
To distant our need,
To imagine we don’t feel.

Yet it is true,
My love for you,
As real as a stormy day,
I am lost in my every way.

While the world lives around me,
Around us, around everyone we see,
There is that quiet reality,
It is the privacy of love

Where we might hide our
Selves
Away in a shadowed universe,
Allows our scene to play.

When waking in the morning sun,
I think of her, of a smile, a heart
So filled with love
There is a world whereby she would share.

And yet, then I in quiet repose
Recall the fortune of my dreams,
To have her in my own space,
My plane, my universe,

Oh to be the fortunate man,
To with the forbidden nature of love,
To satisfy my urgency in kind,
To know her, is to simply, understand.

Please, your words are ever so appreciated ...

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