Solicit Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Solicit to get what's wished.
And submit with commitment.
Urges to have don't go away,
That fast or quickly.
Nor do they stay forever,
To satisfy as time flys by.
Let it known those desires,
Are still there and more exciting.
And more inviting.
If recognized.

Solicit.
As if in a 'red light district'.
Don't wait until,
Age becomes an excuse to use...
To let go of those cravings.
Once known to rage out of control.
Oh no.
Aging is just a coverup,
To disguise that fire...
Ignited by motivation.
Kept sizzling to burn the yearning.
Although...
Quietly solicited with dignity.
In the hope what is most noticed,
Is the quality of the wine.
Someone ultimately finds,
As exquisite and worthy...
Of the approach and what's proposed.

However,
One soliciting...
Should not be too hasty,
To share what has aged gracefully...
With time to have acquired,
An ability to choose to be...
Selective if one wishes.