My Lover

jerry harrenstein

Whether my lover will be a woman in the know,
or a woman on the go, I really do not know.
She does not have to be beautiful, nor whimsical,
tall, short, or even a good sport.
Young , or old, she does need to know 
when to come in out of the cold.

The color of her eyes, whether blue, black,
brown, grey, or green, remains to be seen.
Heavy, or lean is okay with me, 
as long as she isn't mean.
Wealth and fame are not required because only 
a warm and loving heart is all that I desire.
Simple , or complex in her thinking, 
will never cause me to start drinking.
Her ability to love and accept love  
is what I am looking for
and not much more.

I know my lover is out there somewhere.  
I need to be aware and not let her pass me
by having my head buried in the sand,
or looking up at the sky.
She must be found and I will 
keep my feet to the ground
and keep looking around.

Daylight is almost gone 
and I have to be moving along,
but when she does finally pass by,
I will know from the gleam in her eye, 
along with her lovely smile, that she 
will be my lover forever
and ever.