A Strategic Lover
Love-trifles in my ear
I passed a window screen in a dream
There stood two mannequins
And I stood dormant with wonder
Those were me and my lover
In vogue suits of Versace
In cuore amore
We were still simple people in that guise
Happiest to live love’s poetical phase
The most comfortable in blue jeans
And looking our best
Our love was in exhibition
But our delight was not too bright
Then I woke into reality
I walked with my newly found morality
That love needed sometimes new strategy
So I kissed my lover on the street
Under the scrutinizing eyes of passers by
Openly teased
My lover's hands on my hips...
Ayten Suvak
