His Love

He pampered her like a princess,
Cooed his love to her like a dove,
Did everything for her dotingly,
Loved how she never complained.

After too many disappointments
In the uncertainties of finding love,
At last he’d found his perfect one.
Knew she’d never hurt or leave him,
His realistic life size woman doll.

I’m not putting down his choice.
Sure you could say it’s weird,
But if that unusual relationship
Makes him happy, works for him,
No harm done. No one hurt.
And there are far worse things.

Bob Boyd

Once Upon a Time

She married him in high school
A religious, handsome guy
Nuptial bliss beyond belief
Fairy tale happy ever after love
He becomes a man of God
A minister in a Baptist church
But begins to sin against her
When he becomes controlling
Her every move under his thumb
He preaches God and love
In that Baptist church Sundays
Is unloving to her at home
Feeling like a prisoner with him
She runs away unchains herself
He stalks her like an unholy devil
She moves far away from him
He tracks her down and what
Seemed like a fairytale love
Becomes a never ending
Horror story and the prince
Turned fanactical tormentor
Incarcerated in prison
After a failed plot to kill
The runaway princess

Bob Boyd

Intersecting Dreams

She in Chicago had a lucent dream
In a pristine otherworldly park.
Bubbling waterfalls, radiant flowers,
Birds more melodious than on earth.
A sweet heavenly fragrance in the air,
A handsome man, like a soulmate.

He in Florida has the same dream
In the same otherworldly park.
A beautiful woman, like a soulmate.
An intersection of two dreams
Seeming like only dreams to both,
And, alas, they’ll never meet.

Bob Boyd