I've never believed
in love at first sight.
I've never had it happen,
so it never occurred to me
to give it space in my mind.
But I did see someone once
across a crowded room.
He was handsome
in a rugged sort of way
yet acutely aristocratic
with those bedroom eyes
and just a hint of vulnerability
to make him real.
And clothes really do make a man.
It was easy to imagine
what I might find
beneath his dapper wrapper...
I still don't believe
in love at first sight,
but I do believe in lust.
It's a wonderfully private thing.
No one gets hurt
and who the hell's to know?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dapper wrapper...gotta love that! S