MJ Rodriguez, Blanca in Pose — Courtesy Variety

Unnatural Love

He saw her from afar,

evening jogging in the park.

Fell in love immediately,

but she disappeared in the dark.

For many days he returned,

to that same spot and time,

but she did not appear again,

and he began to pine.

Who knows what love is,

that comes with a single sight.

Is it unnatural to love like this,

tormented day and night?

And so, he grieved and pined,

for at least six months or more,

until one night in a dimly lit club,

he saw her on the dance floor.

She was dancing with another girl,

so he figured it was all right,

to cut in on that girl's partner,

without a confrontation or fight.

Thankfully, she agreed to dance,

more beautiful than he saw before,

up close, she flashed a smile so broad,

knees weak, feet barely gripping floor.

When a slow dance came,

she melted into his arms.

She smelled of heavenly fragrance,

and demonstrated other charms.

While infatuated distantly, before,

close, he fell head over heels in adore.

They left with exchanged numbers.

He floated all the way to his door.

It wasn't long when intimacy,

raised its inevitable head.

When she confessed he was a man,

shocked, he almost fell dead.

But he could not overcome his love,

and forced himself beyond belief,

far beyond that initial infatuation,

a long-term love eventually became relief.

Copyright © Ronald W. Hull

8/15/19

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