On reading the profile of someone you will never meet.
SOFT SWEET
Soft sweet, I would to know you more,
Your life and thoughts unfold:
Those things you hate, those you adore;
The tenets that you hold.
What make you of the world beyond
Your homely microcosm?
Would that I could wave a wand
And thus to see you blossom
In frankness I would fain converse
And in your life delve deep:
Those times of joy, those times perverse
That made you laugh or weep.
I see that you have offspring too
Now adult and mature.
Yet, from them, do you hide part view
Of what has been before?
To them lead you a double life
As serene and selfless mother;
Away from any care and strife?
Yet long you for a lover?
What secret lusts, what secret hopes
Do set your heart afire?
I wish that I could hold you close
And whisper my desire.
Be you content to single be
Or wouldst a soulmate seek,
To share your life, seek harmony,
Though heartache it might wreak?
Soft sweet. I too conceal my soul
Presenting bold facade.
I wouldst we meet, fain to be whole,
And stripped of all charade.
P. Finne.
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