THE SOUL'S DEEP WELL

the sexual soulless man

The Soul's Deep Well

She was wearing her skin that day
Face, arms, legs, smile prominent.

He saw her skin.
He saw her legs,
He saw her face,
He saw his kiss
He was seeing much more
than his mind could resist.

She donned her soul
When their eyes met
a downtown lover's place
Where souls come to kiss

He ran like a child
He slipped and fell
His heart wasn't made for
the soul's deep well.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

I could be that guy who fell down. oh........a century or two ago. Thanks Jacob!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

he wanted lust and she wanted real love, commitment and trust.

cool piece, AL.