Conversations with Shehe
Parfume de Manea
I don't know what it is
But it's coming out my pours
Fearlessness is an aphrodisiac
Is it not?
What is it?
This nameless quality
That others wish to know
That I hold sway
When approaching women
Other than
I am Manea?
How is it an African Queen
Of unmeasured beauty can ask me
What it is that I am doing?
She has her beauty
On her side
And her fears to hold her back.
What aroma is it?
Some pheromone of power?
I see in each their desire
And vulnerability
And genuinely care what they think
And am simultaneously
free from the harm
of their judgments.
I have no attachment
To the outcome.
To approach everyone
As a potential new best friend
And to hold no expectations of such
A bag of dichotomies
Vulnerable and fearless
Open and indifferent
Care-free and selective
Perhaps there really
Are no words
Other than
I am a Manea
Watch and See
Come and experience
Live life in the path
Of full abandon.
But it's coming out my pours
Fearlessness is an aphrodisiac
Is it not?
What is it?
This nameless quality
That others wish to know
That I hold sway
When approaching women
Other than
I am Manea?
How is it an African Queen
Of unmeasured beauty can ask me
What it is that I am doing?
She has her beauty
On her side
And her fears to hold her back.
What aroma is it?
Some pheromone of power?
I see in each their desire
And vulnerability
And genuinely care what they think
And am simultaneously
free from the harm
of their judgments.
I have no attachment
To the outcome.
To approach everyone
As a potential new best friend
And to hold no expectations of such
A bag of dichotomies
Vulnerable and fearless
Open and indifferent
Care-free and selective
Perhaps there really
Are no words
Other than
I am a Manea
Watch and See
Come and experience
Live life in the path
Of full abandon.
Comment On This Poem --- Vote for this poem
Parfume de Manea
Parfume de Manea
