Semantics

I said goodbye
to my share of women.

Some I loved
some of whom loved me.

once in a while
it was mutual.

some of them I left
with regrets,
sometimes I took
them with me because
they seemed
portable
.
I have left things unsaid
desires unmet
plans incomplete;
left with my head held high,
my tail between my legs,
others searching for answers

sometimes, just because,
other times, who knows.

I have said goodbye
to my share of women.

What they said to me
is probably better unspoken

Sweetness

Memories of you
scamper through
my psyche

like ants over the
sugar cubes in
grandma’s summer
sugar bowl