Advice To The Poet Salim R. Javid Poem by David McLansky

Advice to the Poet Salim R Javid

Don't go advertising your belov ed's wares
As if she was a fruit stand
Many men will squeeze her fruit
To prove they are a man.

Don't go bragging about your love's glories
Speaking to the unlearned
You'll spark a fire in the curious
And then who will be unburned

Don't go speaking of your loves curves
As if she was a Lexus
The unlicensed with a cowboy's nerve
Will drive her off a hot lot in Texas.

And don't go speaking of her honeyed lips
Those plums of bursting pride
How many fingers will probe and dip
As then try to get inside.

The wise man hides his precious jewels
From the voracious public eye
All men are thieves with burglar tools
Who covet beauties prize.

I do not say to veil her face
And make her wear a burka
But don't go bragging about your lover's shape
To a roomful of Viking berserkers