Poetic Injustice: Poems Detailing Love, Loss, and Looks

What May Have Been

[Verse 1]

Before I'd never laid a finger

Nor thoughts would ever linger

I simply considered the singer

Chanting what love brings her

[Verse 2]

Or my mouth would water

And my cheeks flare hotter

The sight of the black stalwart

Displaying the legs of a squatter

[Bridge]

Why, I'd refrained from gazing

And you never drove me crazy

Your embodiment I remember hazy

While I mostly chased after daisies

[Chorus]

Then you appeared in my visions,

Wearing only underwear and a grin.

Teasing me, I kneel to submission,

Old Spice mesmerizes me into seduction.

Set on appeasing you as my mission,

But you refuted with strong volition

My advances wrapped around your sins.

This phantasmagoria now wears thin,

Arisen with tears of what may have been.

[Verse 3]

Departed us both on different paths.

No longer present are his laughs,

His sexual innuendos, all his gaffes,

Just this grueling walk burning these calves.

[Chorus]

Suppose that we don't communicate again,

This carnal desire will extinguish from my skin.

Then see this trek misguided by an illusion,

And I sprint away from what may happen.