I don’t remember how many women
I’ve fallen in love with! !
How many shoulders I’ve tried to kiss,
How many lips I’ve wanted to make promises to,
How many ponytails I’ve desired
To hold between my lips
Like a holy sacrament! !
I never wanted to be shallow,
I never wanted to hurt a woman,
I never wanted to be a divorced male,
I don’t know why there is
A heaven and a hell! ! !
God should have allowed me
A true commitment! !
I’ll rot in my grave
With no understanding
Why everything has failed! ! !
Monogamy has a blissful taste, to be tasted. A lovely poem. Susie xx.
Dear dear Uriah. This is so sad. This reader hurts for you. Poignant words from your beautiful pen. love, Allie xxxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This I know, you are a wonderful poet. This extraordinary penning proves your creative worth to the world. Write on, Uriah. As always, Sandra