From the "Kissing All The Frogs" [1] Series

You love someone else, you say

I am confused and anguished for having put my guard down

Long enough to let you into my heart

I so want to be done thinking about you, so I try but

It is her I can’t get out of my mind

It is not about her looks

It is not about her youth

It is not about her figure, what has me thinking about

For what difference would any of that make?

It is her I can’t get out of my mind, because

She can touch the curls in your hair

She can swim in the warm brown sea of your eyes

She can hold your strong, kind hands in hers

She can smell your scent on her pillow, and

Look affectionately at your short strands of salt and pepper hair left behind

She won’t have to look at those strands of hair long,

Or worry about their getting lost as I did

Because you, yourself, will be back in her arms soon enough

You will let yourself in with a gait to your walk

As you go to be with the woman you love

And I hope she is good to you, kind and generous

As I would have been, could you have given me a chance

Had I been lucky enough to have been her.

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