The Match

 

 

He was a fly by night christain

She a wanna be buddhist

He could see jesus when he thought of her

She could see nirvana when she thought of him

And for a moment

They were a perfect match

 

 

Reviews

[Tony]

If this is the way we are, and it is the way we are, lol, I wonder how come we have to dramatize our spiritual and romantic inclinations?
I would entertain thoughts that maybe social structure kind of sets us up to get screwed on long term meaningful relationships, but that would be ridiculous, wouldn't it?
Great Poem, Robin.

[Matthew Kult]

Cute simple and to the point.

I love when romance has a blind eye. I hope the moment turns into an infiniti.

with Love,

Jaidyn