Not For You

I no longer want to write this for you,

just for me,

just a reason to wonder,

letting my soul wander

trying to piece


some remaining integrity

the foolish man on the hill

makes more sense to my life,

not self-pity,

simple reason,

the end of a fantasy,

I’ll give you that,

my reality,

has never quiet

measured up,

to your beauty,

your solemn wish,

such solace you must believe

knowing your own


is only our passion,

no one else,

no one can step inside

your beauty, though from the outside

looking in,

quite clear,

sweet is an elegance

a man might have know,

yet today,

confusion does remain.


Published by a quiet man

I am a writer. I've always wanted to write intriguing words. Don't we all. Aren't we all wanting to be experts in the language of love, sensuality, desire, provocative notions? Well, I'm giving it a try. Join me if you'd like, and please share any feedback you think would help my adventure :)

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