Never In A Love Poem
Never In A Love Poem
We men hone our humor,
Across expanses both near and far.
T’was my joke broke the ice
cross that small crowded bar.
At ballgames and parties,
Your girlfriends would protest;
But at dinners and holidays,
Your dad liked me best.
Hey, I know fine leather,
by either feel or by the look.
Still I got you to smile
by smelling your new pocketbook.
This needs to be slower
Vivid but first tame.
Movement to passion, to sadness
before calling out your name.
In a garden, in moonlight
after the battle or the showers;
Appears your amazing image
Flowing to my gift of flowers.
Praise for loveliness, your essence,
that just makes my life better;
When those first childish derisions show up,
Toss them stamp, envelope and letter.
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