Woman, Stop Hiding Your Love
From Your Man
By Handsum-Hart

Woman, why do you hide your love
From your man
And let it slowly rot away
Saturating his earth-time
With the foul smell
Of your confusion and silly games

Constant is your complaint of loneliness
Yet you make your love
Harder to find than a black star
On a moonless night

He cries, yet you wipe not his tears
Foolish woman, those were your tears
Of sadness fleeing from his eyes
Because your uncaring eyes
Know not how to cry

He bleeds, yet you stop not
The flow of his blood
Foolish woman, by not stopping the flow
Drop by drop
You are shortening the life
Of your own heart

He falls, yet you smear
No ointment on his bruises
Choosing instead
To kick salty laughter
Into his wounds
Foolish woman, the pain he suffers from
Is devastating your soul, with grief
And you don't even realize it

So sad it is, when a woman hides
Her mouthwatering love
From her man, who hungers for it
And instead lets it slowly rot away

So foul is the smell of her rotting love
That even the maggots turn up their noses
In protest, shouting there are some things
Even we won't crawl on

Sadly in dream, hear I
The All Mighty Chef to the angels say
"If woman, turned the temperature setting
Of her man's heart to endless love
And placed her tender love inside
Forever would she be able
To warmly serve her man
The womanly love he hungers for
And by doing so, she would be feeding
Love and happiness to her own soul"

© 06-26-2005
Ronald Howard Moman