Sex Sonnet 5

His heeded head hits the hot rock so hard His arms save himself turns the scary prey He holds not unto the pain to turn card Glad of what's been achieved though at delay Many are gleamed moments of near trial Tailoring outcome; fear and hope apiece If he couldn't win her heart; mistrial For love and peace sake, all mess are treat less Many are times he was been rejected And never broke-open the veil of his goal Stronger is inspiration injected Unlike most pirates words seen a glycol Man goes through a lot of tease just to woo Woman also fear love won't turn dark-blue © 2020 ® Olábòsóyè Wèmímó Oláolúwá