A Random Juxtapose Poem by first comet

The parking garage where he parked his car
The hallways where he walked and talked
The water fountains where he quenched his thirst
The back roads where he durst and traversed
The food courts where he bought his lunch
And the bars where he got her a punch

And the sweet fragrant of that rose,
that multiplied in beauty under her nose!
That gorgeous babe with a sexy pose,
in that bathing suit that made her overexposed!
That sunset that he watched from within her toes,
And that smile that was so genuine; he supposed!

And the evening small-talks in a Cambridge park,
And the near sundown chase of hawks and larks,
And the quiet nights interrupted by occasional barks,
And the usual insomnia assisted by random thoughts,
And the endless doses of soporifics that worthed naught!
And the every day dreams that he pursued in doubt
And the usual snarls that he so laboriously puzzled out!
...
Made up the contingencies of his life
A random juxtapose of lust and trifling strives!