Saturday, February 6, 2016

He Loves Me; He Loves Me Not

She is looking for love. She also remembers
When her Dad; he gave her all the love.

Then she went out into the world.  Took what
She had been taught. 

Never thought she turn the corner and still
Looking for love.

She goes out with men. But all they do is pretend.
She climbs into bed with a guy named __­__.

She shows him her birthday suit, plays with his
Flute. Then their genitals meet.

It’s a nice, great meet and greet. They tell their
Lies, that it feels so good. The best they ever had.

Where have they been all their life?  Maybe he’ll
Make me his wife.

But he’s got one thought in mind. He’s done it
Time after time.

Keeping track of his lies, while he’s between
Her thighs.

Then he hauls ass out the door. He put you on his
List. He’ll tell all his friends.

When he doesn’t call. You think to yourself. You
Never told a lie. So you sit there and cry.

Then later that night, when it all feels right, when
He asks, “Who are you?” You say ____ is my name.

So let’s play the game. So you listen to the lies. As
The time flies by.

But when the sun comes up and it’s shining
Bright; there is nobody to hold her tight.

It was just her luck, it was just another fuck.

She looks in the mirror and she wonders why-
And then she begins to cry.

Carol Kappes             (Written Title)
Social Networker      (Written Verse)
Dedicated to Anonymous
Inspired how women are
Viewed for love and/or sex


Carol Kappes said...

Hi Readers:

I was so surprised to see this many Google pluses for this collaborated verse. Your kindness is greatly appreciated; and without social networking VOICES...this wouldn't be here.

God loves each and every one of us; never forget this!

Your author of verse,

Carol Kappes said...

Hi Readers:

I also remember as a child; with daisies all around us...doing the same thing with the petal of the flower. Most likely it was in high school... doing the "He loves me; he loves me not" on the petals of the flower! Yes, we all go through the same feelings; from the eastern world to the western world in growth and maturity.

Thank you so much for reading my words; I hope they are very inspiring to you.