The Man Who Loved Women Poem by Raj Dronamraju

And though he saw her as an expensive thing denied to him because of position and status
And he wanted to shower her with what she wanted not what she needed
It is in his conscience, just doesn't apply to her
So that when he finally convinced her to come over, he viewed it as a separate action

I saw you with hopeful patience rather than clutching greed
I saw you with a fisherman's eye on the long, slow reeling in
And I'll share with you a bit of autobiography to lower your guard

Many efforts came up empty-handed
Plans fell through
Affections were denied
Promiscuity is history
Promiscuity is convenience and ease

I saw her as serendipity
And each version of her I encountered was happenstance
As different as could be were the wanton targets of fate
Images of dark lust in bleary nights full of runny watercolors