how my heart does grieve
untouched by one great love,
its reality not to believe
but once prayed for to God above;

we don't receive all of which we ask
but must be ready for responsibility,
in the glow of love we wish to bask
but it is not all frivolity;

others spend a loveless lifetime,
have a family, function as a unit,
intolerance, impatience, what a crime,
they live the lie, fake the dream and ruin it;

but I can't justly complain,
have been sufficiently maintained
several partners anchored in lust
until their roving eyes determined straying a must

and now my smile cries