I fall in love at least ten times a day
As an adolescent but more so as an adult
Society has conditioned me not to express this love
I love a number of my female co-workers
Married and unmarried, young and middle-aged
I would so dearly love to take each one in my arms
At the sound of the first "good morning"
I feel love for many women I see
Sexual? Yes but I also want to know all about them
Society has taught me this is wrong
Guarded for good reason
Hold me…. a total stranger
At long last freedom
Tears fall as we reflect on this
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem