Femme se promenant dans le foret, Henri Rousseau, 1905
Your eyes remind me of a Brazilian rain forest
deep and thick and wet
brimming with passion
and your lips so kissable
– I must also confess to a fascination for your buttocks.
Then, there is your smartness
brains that cut into foolishness
a people knowledge that should be bottled
for others to enjoy
and a kindness that is biblical.
This is a profession of love
That will go unrequited
or so I expect .
I want to love you
hard and gently
weakly and strong.
Maybe in a next life we can get it together.
I will consult with our greatest being
about how we can step past the threshold
that now separates us
I am not sure she can work this out.
But maybe she just can.