Monday, April 10, 2017

Arms of Another!

There must be a perfect man
for the perfect me, somewhere.
I can so imagine this deadly combination
A bit of him, a bit of her!

But every one I meet 
is good for only one thing or another.
One's banter is just right for me,
and another's ardor!  

Not best known for my patience,
Till I discover this elusive creature...
I, pity me, have to make do
with the intellect of one, and the arms of another. 

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