Observations From a Barcelona Balcony ....(Repost from 2010)
sitting
sipping sangria….
day dreaming the afternoon away.
I am the beholder of lascivious bodies
meandering below my hotel room balcony,
parading the poolside for approval.
the search appears endless
for the perfect package.
after all…
no sense wasting time in pursuit of the ordinary,
is there.?
IS THERE?
deep, full cleavage…
tight, firm buttocks…
muscular, ripped abs…
bulging thongs and biceps…
aye yes… this is our quest!
inner beauty?
oh no! no! no!
not this day, I say.
we must not waste
this precious
gift of time pursuing
personality…
kindness…
caring…
love…
intelligence…
humor…
and sweetness.
these words exist
for the poet only,
don’t they?
DON’T THEY?
or perhaps they exist
only for establishing
simple superficial friendships…
as we all have enough friends
who genuinely care about us,
don’t we?
DON‘T WE??
Please…
be my beacon of light…
be my companion on the journey…
be my friend.
© Copyright 2010 Gerard Lebel
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A feast for the eyes need not provide a banquet for the heart! Your friend in words, Pete