I have loved me
some men, Lord:
me always in
command
as God
intended —
The redheads and
the blonds,
where are they now,
I wonder —
wretched without me,
I guess.
So, who is this twit
with a mind of
his own?
Does he know I
can’t live
without him?
Will you tell him,
Lord
in a dream,
as a dazzling insight?
Will you whisper
he mustn’t hurt
me.
That he, please, please
mustn’t hurt me.
(c) Rob Goldstein August 1991-October 2010
Portrait of Rob Goldstein, based on a photograph by Nina Glaser
(c) Rob Goldstein 2019