i hope to meet a man
a man lingering in
my mind so beautiful such a
piece that art on the wall
turns from rainbows to solid green
of jealousy
a single man so
empowering and loving
supports his mother his
sister and his daughter whose name
shall be my pleasure
a single man whose
smile is so beautiful the whole room
just looks and stares wondering
'can I take his being' and that's when
they notice
me in the picture
they think she's a lover taking
left overs
but a man would never do that
he would never
look at another woman
let alone have a side
so I let them wonder because I know
i picked the daisy in the field of roses and
he's my daisy
my future
my lover
my best friend
my husband to be.
- daisies are hard to come by in rose fields.
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sweet dreams and chamomile tea
Poetrypoems that hit me at random times. every single one has a meaning. every single one makes up a page in my book.
