The state of affairs.

The state of the heart

governed by the mind

to serve and protect,

failed;

burgled, ransacked,

my heart was stolen.

The culprit wanted;

female, smooth long legs,

blue eyes, blonde hair,

a smile to die for,

and a mind to match,

conniving

in any one exchange

of charismatic conversation.

Please return to owner,

heart requires special needs

needing lots of love

on a daily basis.

Meanwhile, the state of lust 

requires your urgent attention

awaiting your response,

yet to be decided,

armed and ready

for your disposal.

Please hurry!

Reviews

[Samantha Tamburello]

What a powerful poem about losing a lover! Packs a punch and written with such urgency! Very smooth and well-written.