I write for myself
And my loved ones
Sometimes
Even the people I loved once
Because a famous guy once said
Better to love and lose
Than to never love once
I loved once
Lost twice
They weren’t pros
So I don’t see cons
We couldn’t get along
Because of the tips that they be on
Told me it was too hard
Sometimes they had to ease on
So let me stop
Before I get too deep
Get my sleaze on
Keep your sleeves on
Because if I imprint
It’s a leave on
And because I said it like that
You wouldn’t believe that
I loved once
But if I tell you about her
And the way she looked in light lace
Just out of the shower
Smile on her bright face
The way she rushed to my arms
To cover the wide space
You’d realise that I’m not loveless
Not because of how much
I love thighs and I love hips
Or how much
I love ass and I love tits
I love those
But I love lips
Connecting
Communicating
Tongues moving
Like you have a soft lisp
Or the confusion on your face
After you wake from the trance
Of two bodies connected in a dance
These days
It’s my knowledge of the past
That still allows me to do it justice
And I appreciate
The chance
Because when they ask me
What love is
I can tell them all your stories
And above this
Without each of you
I might find the perfect partnership
And it not be the love wished
If I didn’t love once
So when I write…