My head grows dizzy
When a yellow dress sways
In a teasing breeze
That has the naughty little fingers
Of a mischievous school boy.
I fall in love
With every woman I see
In defiance of my mind
Warning me to protect my heart
From the perfumed goddesses
Of the night.
I’m still just a puppy
Smiling as I trail behind
Some lovely girl’s feet;
I’m a gentle Golden Retriever
Ever and ever returning
And eager to please.
I happen to be happy
To be a man
In the red-lipstick world
Of feminine schemes.
Truly beautiful and fully understood. Excellent descriptive. You really got me with this one. Delightful. Ez.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love it Uriah. (10 from me)