Don Juannabe Poem by Leria Hawkins

Don Juannabe
Date: February 10,2011

Blowing restless across the globe
Wearing a cold and wintry robe
Biting all that offers love
Growling at the stars above

A fickle flame that cannot thrive
Frozen by inherent pride
Can’t reach out to touch the sun
For fear the glory be undone

Deep within, a tempest blows
Offering naught but ice and snow
A raging gale of lust and greed
Trampling love in a stampede

Howling forth with no restraint
Unmindful of the souls to taint
Innards grumbling for the kill
In ruthless pursuit of carnal thrills

The coat of stainless armor shines
Denies the heart and renders blind
Locked down tight, beneath the steel
Numbed to what all others feel

No remorse for loss or pain
The need too great to be restrained
Shrugging at the gaping hole
A cavern now without a soul

Every breath to steal away
Left to spoil, to rot; decay
Deaf to songs that whisper soft
Too smug to even feel the loss

Nips and wounds without shame
Plays a raunchy mindless game
A lothario with a heart of stone
Fills the cup, then moves along


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