A confident man feels not a need to speak
on all things with which he does not agree
Though in the proper time and place
he is not afraid to assert his way

And though his words at times cause spurn,
he will admit when they are out of turn
Fearing not the inevitable mistake,
but rather owning it too late

Caring and feeling without hesitation
and not for reciprocal adulation
Emotions are expressed appropriately;
either subtlety or rationally

As honest with others as with himself;
recognizing what he does and doesn’t do well
Claiming to know what he does know
and asks when he don’t

Pursuing tasks for their benefit and or joy
rather than status or fleeting ploys
Those latter things are often great fun,
but worry of them yields none

While in his mind there is good thinking,
he is more occupied with good acting
In order to have concerns of the ideological,
requires labors that are practical

On his confidence, he does not ponder,
as neither he or anyone wonders
of whether he truly possesses it.
We know it.

Long cherished, with me you share a very special space,
And I doubt there's another that will ever take your place.
Prepared to ****** me with your curvaceous charms,
You gently enfold me in your soft, inviting arms.

Daily, patiently, you await my every pleasure!
To offer me such moments I shall always treasure.
For when I return home tired, after a hectic day,
You ease my spirit, and quickly drive my cares away!

You are my over riding passion, mistress of my desire!
And to partake of your charms, I shall never tire.
Of your soft, sensuous charms I get never enough.
You deal with my insatiable demands! You’re tough!

I'm euphoric, as our daily, loving tryst we keep,
Exhausted, I relax, to abandon myself to sleep,
Still sharing your comforts, as occasion demands!
Perchance to dream? Love alone understands!

In close intimacy, we share times of TV viewing.
Perhaps read a paper, or poetic piece I’m reviewing.
Your wanton invitation, is something no man ever declines,
Pure perfection! As befits my armchair that reclines!


Rhymer August 8th, 2018

Baby it's 3:45
baby I'm barley alive
surviving on muesli
and oatmeal and such
"That's cereal drag,"
her laconic reply

Why do we laugh and why do we cry
Please tell me why
Why are we kind and angry at times
Please tell me why.
Why are we happy and why are we sad
Please tell me why.
Why do we love and why do we hate
Please tell me why.
Why is there faith and why is there none
Please tell me why.
Why do we live and why do we die
Can you please tell me why.
If there are no answers to the Questions I ask
Please tell me why.