Heath Muchena

Lothario's Peccadilloes - Poem by Heath Muchena

he had no problem sharing his pillows -

which had given comfort to heads with all kinds of hairs,

different types and textures

from the black to the yellow

he played the games with care like fixtures -

almost always lucky - all it ever took were mere hellos,

a little use of flair and after that it'd be all yeahs

followed by break-ups on the morrow

© Heath Muchena

Topic(s) of this poem: fiction, love

Form: Free Verse

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 27, 2016

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