Once in a while, probably in weaker times,
\nI think about how nice it would be
\nto have the warmth of a woman in my life<\/p>\n
when I write warmth, I mean the companionship
\nthe words, the gestures, the endearments
\nthat can bring some warmth into your heart<\/p>\n
likened to how warmth in its true definition
\ncan drive away the cold, like the right woman
\ncan drive away the downsides of being alone<\/p>\n
that feeling of how nice it would be to have
\nthe warmth of a woman in my life doesn\u2019t
\nlast too long, and I make no attempts to<\/p>\n
have a woman in my life because like a
\nrose has thorns, so can a relationship
\nthat can make your heart bleed with sorrow<\/p>\n
so I stick to my womanless, reclusive ways
\nwriting poems, researching, gaining knowledge,
\nwithout any risks of putting my heart in jeopardy.<\/p>\n
Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Once in a while, probably in weaker times, I think about how nice it would be to have the warmth of a woman in my life when I write warmth, I mean the companionship the words, the gestures, the endearments that can bring some warmth into your heart likened to how warmth in its true… Continue reading