Riding the night
winds
Hoping to find
you finally
Beyond wild
dreams, old and new
Even beyond your
expectations
Winter has
settled down
With gloves in hands,
With leather jackets
and jeans,
Blue or white, the
color you like most
Not all men are
lovers
Not all lovers will
love you
Without secret designs
Deep inside their
sparkling eyes
These days with confusions
All around, and
women like you
Skeptic,
uncertain, dazzled
With uneven
pasts and present
Ancestorial
stories will never help
Neither the
fairytales on TV shows
Nor even the
romantic beaches
With summer, around
the corners
Some women
choose isolations
Fearing everything
else other than
The mirror
images of everyday life
Childish fantasies,
puberty dogmas…
I guess every
woman wants the same man
With same mannerisms,
chivalries
Fixed ideas
about love sex and beyond
Pivoting around
the same old stories
So here I’m
unlike anyone else,
Or unlike all your
expectations,
And hallucinations,
unlike any story
Written before or
will be written ever…
©24 Dec
2025
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