A Warm Body and a Paycheck

When did we give up?

We were looking
for our soul mates
for the loves
of our lives
the piece of the puzzle
that would make us complete

When did we give up?

I was always looking for a woman with a sexy smile and a twinkle in her eye; someone who would understand exactly who I am and accept that with grace and calm; who would love me FOR my weaknesses and share a belly laugh with me over my quirks and foibles; who cared deeply about other people and the world and possessed an unquenchable thirst for life.
I guess I expected too much.

There came a point
where we decided
that love was just
an advertising slogan
a shameless piece
of Hallmark Card™ propaganda

When did we give up?

You’re not bad looking
I’ve got a job
guess that’s good enough
You don’t insult me
I’m nice to your mother
guess that’s good enough
I don’t embarrass you
You fold my clothes
guess that’s good enough
I’ve got two arms
You’ve got two legs
guess that’s good enough

You were always looking for a man with a gentle face and a strong jaw; who was responsible and dedicated to his career but put his family first; someone who had the courage of his convictions and would stand up for the causes he passionately believed in; who wanted a life of romance and adventure and would always think you were the most beautiful woman in the world, even on your bad days.
I guess you expected too much.

When did we give up?

When did searching
for endless love
and burning passion
become settling
for a warm body
and a paycheck?

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