The Mind Of A Poet

The good man

You're surprised when you find out he exists

The Good Man doesn't watch porn
and you've never heard him say bitch or cunt or whore.
He holds you when you cry,
he holds you when your body shakes
and you fall down between the cars in the theatre
parking lot while you're getting some air
and he doesn't complain about missing the movie he paid for.
He likes you for all the same reasons
you like yourself. He sees you the way you want
to be seen. He says the words you want
to hear and he means them.

The Good Man calls you his woman and looks you
in the eye when you make love
he smiles and loses himself
in the moment and you can, too,
because he doesn't expect an actress.