Opposites attract as there’s solace in differences?An extraordinary release in living out?Misery ?In the disguise of his ignorant?Bliss?True beauty lay in the mouth with?superfluity and in the iambic ink stained hearts of men with pens
Crave a change so flee from the familiarity ?Too surreal for pain to be mirrored in his lens’?Or for an echo of despair to be clipped from a lover’s lips
Cite the need for understanding but ball at its presentation ?Be held in the arms with clean wrists?Staying with the one who accepts ?I’m fine?Who will kiss your Bambi eyes?And your long wet lashes
But never truly understanding?Why?