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The Weakness of Man

 It’s unfortunate that I fall for your type
 Because it always means there’s more than one
 A decision to make, moments of weakness
 Where my mind flutters like a butterfly in the sun.
 I try to remain strong
 But, succumbing to my weakness, I fail
 Fluttering aimlessly, I don’t consider the
 Consequences my actions will entail.
 Now we’re here, same bed but
 Facing in different directions
 So we see the same situation differently.
 I see weakness, you see failure in my imperfections.
 In the vein of love, I look deep in your eyes
 And gaze at your heart with the purest smile
 But, in the vein of weakness, I look into eyes, 
 Not yours, as temptation beguiles.
 In the vein of love, I caress your
 Soul with my being, all of me.
 In the vein of weakness, I caress the body
 Of another, not yours, then becometh of the fall of me.
 Love for you, lust for another.
 Some say it’s the weakness of man.

 We make love and there’s the deepest connection
 While I embrace you, tight as though I just can’t lose you.
 I treat you like the most fragile glass, handling you
 Gently as I softly gaze through you.
 I see all of you. Where you need to be touched
 And where you need to be kissed,
 Ensuring, as I negotiate every one of your curves
 There’s no area missed.
 I ensure to look straight into your eyes, the
 Windows to your deepest emotion
 So you can look straight into mine and only
 See tender devotion.
 The admiration of your perfection
 But there’s a weakness of man.

 The love and drive for one can easily
 Become the lust for another.
 Don’t act as though you don’t understand.
 I believe we ALL have that situation where we consider a lover.
 The stand-in, the partner that
 Covers that invented 20 percent
 Like in reality, I break from the rhyme form
 To cover the 20 percent.
 For it’s a wandering from,
 Not a wandering to.
 I know breaking away doesn’t find the twenty.
 In fact, of percentage, it doesn’t find any
 But it’s never the truth when confronted, in weakness,
 Often induced by the Henny.
 Have you noticed I called this
 The Weakness of Man?

 In your search for the 20 Percent, at the bottom of
 The bottle, you’ll find about 8 Percent volume
 Total emptiness as you discover you don’t know
 What you’ve got til it’s gone.
 Then the 20 Percent is over and you realize
 Taking 8 Percent from 100 is wrong.
 Did you catch the math?
 The weakness of man.

 For those that don’t get it, I mean mankind
 The human species, that’s all of us
 And the weakness is ourselves.
 We can only ever go before the fall of us.
 Love, lust. The battle will never cease.
 While there is life, the weakness of man will ever be
 But where there is weakness, there is strength to be gained
 So, never lust but love, love we strive to see.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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