THE HE(ART) OF A BACHELOR

            THE HE(ART) OF A BACHELOR

If I wanted a belle who would twist and turn

in rotary ambitiousness like a serpent.

Babe, I know where to look.

But my cogitations are not of swaying-hips,

Or pouting-teats of Jezebels masquerading as virgin nuns.

Neither are they advisement that seek Eve’s bulbous apples.

Chop and clean mouth.

They are aches for true beauty:

Beauty bereft of trendy mundanities

Coated with silly grandiloquence.

They are sincere demands of character, age & grace.

I have found them in you .

                                                                                 

                                                                                             BY Ajise Vincent

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