Jonathan no longer slept, he merely existed
Items that once brought joy had become chores.
If not for his family he’d put a gun to his head,
But thought suicide even in death he’d deplore.

All his years he’d faced his many challenges,
Never did he use his good looks to advance in life.
At six foot two with bold, chiseled features,
His lot should have been easy, not rife with strife.

He was a simple man from the wrong part of town,
Who believed honor was what defined a man.
He was a sophomore at USC when he met Mary Ann,
And thought for once, God dealt him a winning hand.

Six months after graduation, they said their I dos.
Five years, two children later, their lives were bliss.
They loved each other with a raging intensity,
And chances to touch her, he would never miss.

Her long legs wrapped around him after a hard day
Was as close to heaven he could ever hope to come.
Mary Ann set a fire burning down deep within his soul,
She was his everything, his peace, his joy, his balm.

Now the university Dean's dubious competency
Was toying with his career, his life, and he felt lost.
He knew eventually he’d find a sustainable solution,
But he shuddered to think of the price it might cost.

To him, life wasn’t measured in games and conquests,
Though around him women seemed to lurk, seductively.
Many promises of bedroom gymnastics came his way,
But it was Mary Ann who satisfied his needs completely.

No other woman could put the extra spring in his steps,
Or the joy in his heart Mary Ann’s smile could cause.
He was not blind to the women who sought after him
But none, yet had ever made him stop or even pause.

Mary Ann’s said she wanted all his attention and love,
And he showed her his devotion again and again.
He wanted her to know beyond a shadow of doubt,
Despite everything they faced, he was forever her man.