Did the celebrants/
choose the event location/
to describe her looks?
Two friends
now stand at the same door
I had once entered
and exited, before.
One is heading out.
One might go in.
One is fleeing darkness.
One might embrace sin.
She who is leaving,
(as I also learned,)
knows the folly of entering;
knows evil should be spurned.
I will weep for joy as the one comes out,
and cry in anguish ‘til the other turns about.
Preparing a Gospel Principles Sunday School lesson on developing talents, I was struck by this thought:
When* I don’t write or/
smile, I bury talents and/
deny others joy.
OR
*If
When the woman you/She will wake up to/
words unbounded, thoughts released,/
passions unfettered.
Why would I want to/
write about an event I’m/
trying to avoid?
The pain of hearing/
her self-deprecate lessens/
when you know she’s wrong.
He offered to change/
her life. Don’t eat Doritos;/
munch on Davidos.
Every vision of/
her beauty makes my stomach /
capture butterflies.