The man who loved women

Copyright © June 12, 2002 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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The man who loved women,
that's what he was.
Women, one and all.

To see their smile,
it's what he lived for.

What power he had
to always make them smile,
once and again,
time after time.

But with this powerful power,
came a high price to pay.
to live in confusion,
of to turn in which way.

To give one his heart,
it's what he longed to do
but to whom to give it,
he just never knew,

so he tore it to piece
and spread it around
and all of the piece
wound up on the ground.

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Bits and piece tattered and torn,
jagged edges revealed.

Tape and glue are
the repairs that I do
but to no avail.

The paddles are charged
they meet their mark.
Clear..........

The life giving current does flow
but why, I don't know,
why my heart won't pick up the beat.

Is it to late to save me?
Is my heart just too far gone?

Can my heart still love?
Or is the damage to great?
This I long to learn.

I look for the signs
and pray and hope
the answers soon be revealed.

But nowhere is found
the solve to this puzzle,
it's mysteries go unknown.

Has my heart's head gone under
for the final third time,
has my capabilities
to love been drowned.

How deep shall I sink
as I stand on this brink,
before I begin to ascend