It’s Not Complicated

Don’t you see how simple this is…

Every time you smile,
Parting those gorgeous,
Supple,
Moist
Lips…

Every time you gather your mane,
Of luxurious,
Silky
Hair…

Every time you flash those
Deep,
Dark eyes…

Imploring me
To love you…

I succumb.

You…

Simply…

Are perfect.

Everything,
I’ve dreamed of.

Fiercely strong,
Enticingly intellectual,
Unquestionably passionate,

And totally,
In command

Of your life,
And now…

Mine.

There is no enigma here,
Nor conundrum.

It’s not complex,
Nor difficult…

Just you…

And me.

It’s not complicated.

 

 

© 2018 W. C. Stacia, Jr.

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