Poem 38: The Perfect Woman

By Meka Love
“Excuse me,” he said
Breezing past the perfect woman
Her attentive smile upon him
He’d only see if…
Eyes weren’t fixed on a vixen
Smacking her lips
At a text message
Before she ignored him
Called him boring and
Friends forewarned of her
Mileage
Calling them childish
He accepted the challenge

“Excuse me,” he said
Pausing to greet the perfect woman
Her attentive smile upon him
He’d only see if…

Her derriere were of
More imposing fare
Like the one responsible for
The blank stare he wears

After walking in,  seeing it beneath
One after another these weeks
Though he still loves her
He must leave

A bigger man, he calls his friends to congratulate them
Said he was challenged, defeated, and swore off all women

“Excuse me,” he said
“You must be the perfect woman.”
Her attentive smile upon him
He’d only see if…

Eyes weren’t fixed on a vixen
Smacking her lips
At a text message

Let’s not forget when accepting challenges that challenges are hard 🙂

I hope you enjoyed this one as much as I enjoyed writing this poetic short story fiction piece. Like it, share, and don’t forget to follow on Twitter and Facebook!

Love,
Meka Love

 

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