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7. A Schwarzeneggerean Sonnet
As to not come on too strong, like perfume
Lightly lacing neck and face devoid of
Steroid stir ups holding place, I’ve marooned
My moxie on a dessert island pub
Spooning daydreams of nice-screams cubed, but scared
Of a love impaired since last licked then crushed
With lust, broken trust that smacked cracked ribs spared
Fanning flaw-fully flared floozies I fussed
Over for too long, too deep, losing sleep
Weeping I’ve awoken holding back lax
Twiddling thumbtacks trying not to keep
Piercing fierce, but this recent heart attack
Sound action is in order, I’ll take two
Hold the heartbreak, an extra side of you.
