Animal De-Magnetism
Why…..why…..must it be so hard??
Would that I had antlers
to woo the docile doe
lock in mock battle
of tree bark as foe.
Perhaps fine tail feathers
to spread in an arc
dance without castanets
from dawn until dark,
A wondrous scent
to slowly unfurl
sweet scented pheromones
to make her hair curl.
Maybe a chatter,
a click or a roar
to lead the sweet vixen
straight to my door.
Alas, being human
with opposable thumbs
I gaze at the screen
go droolingly dumb
fumble with texting,
tweets, and hash tags
fearful these beauties
might just be….. old hags.
John G. Lawless
11/22/2015
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2015
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