Friends I have who love back
I can go to their houses and feel at home
With her in your life I am under attack
While you have a companion and I stay alone
Doctor Dan is committed to this silly poet
My website is on his favorites section
He does care for me, I feel it and know it
With a few clicks away he can read my reflection
I see in his cinnamon eyes burning
That are wide open for a look
Inspired he is to be knowing
A lap top's a way to my book
So may chapters as poems about him
Although I'm no longer obsessed
My angel-brief spells are the best of them
He's in me with spirit I'm caressed
This tired soul when it wants to die
Because I deserve a man's distraction
Big brown eyes that easily cry
Supposed to be made for a man's satisfaction
A doctor's commitment is mine
Maybe not for many days and nights
There's security in his red wine
Because I have a place and know my rights
It is fair
Moreover understood
He does care
Care leads me to good
It's a commitment long standing
Ingrained in my memory banks
Over the years has gown close to nondemanding
For the man angel to God I give thanks
Because when some real guy
Who won't communicate
Leaves me to cry
I turn back to fate
Fate proves readily what I can do
With words, with growth, with eyes
Where I feel made for man as God wanted me to
Safe as the stars in all the night skies.
