When An Ego Explodes Poem by mark king

The Sun,
Its rays reach to her
Through the window
Lighting her beauty
It seems so surreal
Like she’s an angel
(Not)
I roll over to share
In all the beauty

Making Love,
I caress her soft skin
Till she gently wakes
I reach to kiss her
And the kiss
Turns into desire
Solace is found
In the embrace
Making love slowly
I whisper
My latest love poem
Telling her
It’s all about her

Her Ego,
I think
Her ego has expanded
To the power of ten
She is smiling
Taking it all in
And I’m patting myself
On the back
Of course
Then I think….
What if her head explodes
Would that be murder
What if I died to
Would that make it
A murder/suicide?

My Ego,
Well, I’m finished
With the poem
And she says
That’s really sweet Mark
But could you shut-up
And make love to me
I grin to hide the fact
My ego has just exploded