Romance – Page 3 – Word Smith Wisdom

September 1963 What A Night

It was late in June 1964.
Bad news came to my door.
9 months after September 1963
Oh, what a night for you and me.
Something happened, unplanned for.
An income tax deduction, and more.
It all came to a head in 1964.
This has hurt me to the very core.
Just one night in September 1963.
I haven’t seen you since, you see.
That is until the paternity suit.
Too deny it would be moot.
DNA tests say he is mine.
What a way to spend my dime.
Fatherhood is something new.
Does this mean I should marry you?
Oh, what a lady, what a night.
It has led to this nightmare fight.
Shared custody seems the way to go.
I guess we should have taken it slow.
Have you given him a name?
Tell me. Quit driving me insane.
This has been a lesson to me.
Don’t fool around if you want to be free.
I hope others learn this lesson.
The end results isn’t worth the messing.

—————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

That’s How They Say It Goes

Yesterday a funny thing happened.
I was walking along a street in town.
I guy yelled “I’d feel like crap then.”
I looked his way with a frown.
He was talking to his girlfriend.
Seems he didn’t like what she said.
“Too bad!!” Her voice sounded shrill then.
I am assuming that they were not wed.
He immediately began to apologize.
For what?, I couldn’t tell for sure.
They quieted, keeping it localized.
Isn’t that how they say it goes with her.
You’re the bad guy right from the go.
Whatever it was about, he took the blame.
Maybe he deserved it, I just don’t know.
But, mostly, it is a crying shame.
The guy MUST give in, or it’s over.
There is no yes, no , or maybe.
It is cut and dried as day old clover.
He has cowed down. He’s yours now baby.
Feelings must be taken into consideration.
Circumstances must also play a part.
But, somewhere, there must be the realization
that she can occasionally be wrong from the start.
The old adage; women are never wrong.
Is often over-stated and not true.
Men foul up. It usually doesn’t take long.
But, women do too, but won’t admit it to you.
In a perfect world, all would take their blame.
Hopefully, the results would be more rewarding.
At least, the results wouldn’t be the same.
But, that’s in a perfect world.

——————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

Electrical Love

Advances in electronics are booming.
A romance of the heart leaves you swooning.
Put the two of them together and you’ll see
just how exciting this new idea can be.
A gadget that can produce love in your heart.
A love so strong you will never part.
If your sweetheart does likewise too.
There is a great future for the two of you.
The only hitch, both must be willing.
Otherwise, the results are chilling.
Like loving a doorknob. Nothing gained.
No reciprocation need be explained.
If both are willing, then heavenly bliss.
But, is there really any need for this?
Do things the old fashioned way.
Let nature take its course in every way.
Do you need a machine to stimulate you?
We’re not talking dildos here, you fool.
We’re talking affairs of the heart.
A romance where nothing will tear us apart.
What happens if the batteries run low?
Or, does one jolt cover the entire show?
Could a power failure change your behavior?
Could your feelings begin to waver?
There is only one thing I can say.
Pay your power bill right away.

—————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

Love In The Moonlight

Love In The Moonlight

A moonlet sky.

Night birds fly by.

No one. Just you and I

The apple of each other’s eye.

We stroll along.

Humming our little song.

Arm in arm, feeling strong.

Sneaking a kiss, before too long.

We stop. A view to see.

Soon, you melt into me.

Standing there, feeling free.

I’m into you and you’re into me.

Wishing this would never end.

Remembering when you were just a friend.

A special message I want to send.

I’ll always be yours until the end.

Message sent and message received.

Our love for each other will do the deed.

Our world is filled up with two, indeed.

With each other, there is no other need.

A night to remember, like a reward.

We became of one accord.

Distractions trimmed away by a sword.

The sword of truth, it’s own reward.

———————————R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

Computer Love

Computer Love

I have to admit, I am sorry for her.

She’s gone through a wringer, that’s for sure.

Romantically speaking, she was wrung dry.

Not a tear left in her eye.

Computer love is not the way to go.

Even if you take it real slow.

Don’t believe what you see.

What you hear won’t set you free.

It will set you up for a fall.

A broken heart and that ain’t all.

After it all, she come undun.

Her life was no longer any fun.

She was burnt to the very core.

A crispy critter and no more.

It will take years to recover, if at all.

Her self worth has become very small.

Her heart has been hung out to dry.

It has shriveled up and said bye, bye.

If you fix broken hearts, you know you can.

Prepare for a lifetime job.—– Be a man.

She may never be ‘her’ again.

Yet, maybe, her heart can mend.

Only time and love can tell.

If she’s worth it, give it hell.

————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

Rough Love

Rough Love

In romance, you’re like an NFL linebacker.

In things of love, you’re a real nut cracker.

You come on so strong, it’s like a tackle.

A ‘no’ answer will raise your hackles.

All who date you fear for their lives.

They would rather fight 100 bee hives.

Those who have tried to escape

paid in the end by being raped.

A woman can rape a man if it’s you.

No one turns you down. That’s the rule.

Vinegar won’t attract like honey will.

But, in your case, you’d rather kill.

You’re a dangerous woman to be around.

You end up smashing Cupid into the ground.

Love poems by you are totally insane.

A zombie making love to a brain.

Only you make love a four letter word.

For you to be sweet is totally absurd.

Maybe bigfoot would be the one for you.

Big, smelly, and hairy with nothing to do.

You’re number 1 on the most unwanted list.

You do give a choice. A kiss or a fist.

You think a Harlequin novel is a horror story.

You love violence in all its glory.

There is little hope for someone like you.

Maybe you could get a job in a zoo.

People will throw you peanuts.

Just don’t try to rip off their penis.

————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

All That Life Can Be

All That Life Can Be

I am getting closer to the end of time.

I just wish that you were mine.

We are all on that road to kingdom come.

I wish you were with me having fun.

It could be doom and gloom, or glory.

I would love it if you’d share my story.

We could avoid all the dead ends.

What our future would be would depend.

Someone is watching all that we do.

They would love it if I were with you.

For every start there is an end.

You could be much more than a friend.

Together until the end of time.

The greatest love we both could find.

Why waste another second of it.

Make the most of all we can get.

We have to write our own history.

What it will be is a mystery.

But, most of all, it’ll have a happy ending.

Because we started with the right beginning.

————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

Just The Way You Are

Just The Way You Are

First time I met you long ago.

Somehow I felt you needed to know.

I like you just the way you are.

A country girl who’s doing fine.

I like being with you all the time.

I like you just the way you are.

The years have passed until today.

Somewhere we went on our own way.

I often thought of you from afar.

Now you’ve come back home to me.

You’re as beautiful as can be.

I like you just the way you are.

Not much has changed between us two.

I still love spending time with you.

I like you just the way you are.

Now we both have become as one.

All the fun has just begun.

I like us just the way we are.

————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

A Goal In Mind

A Goal In Mind

Yes, I’m coming around again.

I thought you were more than a friend.

We have to try to work this out.

My feelings are hurt, without a doubt.

Why this happened no one knows.

Around and around and around it goes.

We were, are, and always will be friends.

If we go beyond that, it all depends.

If you forgive me, let’s give it a try.

You couldn’t find a better man than I.

After all, we have nothing to lose.

I’m not putting my neck in a noose.

I am not out to hurt or rip you apart.

Let’s make all that clear from the start.

We can be friends and gradually grow closer.

I don’t want it to be like a roller coaster.

Just go with the flow and see where it leads.

Sometimes we can’t see the forest for the trees.

Time together is always a pleasure.

Being with you has become a treasure.

If it is to be,—– it will become.

As for me, you’re the only one.

But, it takes two to tangle.

When you’re ready, we will mangle.

For, two can become as one.

Give it time. It will be fun.

————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

The Love Assassin

The Love Assassin

I am an assassin of the heart.

I’ve done it again. Not so smart.

Blood on my hands tell the tale.

I try to stop—– to no avail.

My life has been one slaughter after another.

I rip and tear their hearts asunder.

Leaving nothing, but a bleeding heart.

Despite the fact it is tearing me apart.

My intentions are always good.

I am acting like I should.

Then, suddenly, there is a change.

I become the assassin of pain.

When things seem to be working out.

I sabotage it, without a doubt.

It seems I have a fear of success.

Yet, that’s what I want, I confess.

My life has been one slaughter after another.

I rip and tear hearts asunder.

Leaving nothing, but a bleeding heart.

Despite the fact it’s tearing me apart.

Will I always be an assassin?

It certainly is not my passion.

Yet, I can’t seem to help myself.

I am crying.—– I need help.

————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2017)