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Writer's pictureClint Haugen

Love Next

I wonder who I will fall in love with next

I wonder about the sex

   And I wonder about her hot breath on my neck

I wonder if she’ll love me back

   And I wonder if she’ll be able to arch her back 

  When I am hitting it from the back

I wonder who she will be

   I wonder if I’ll feel happy

I wonder if she’ll encourage my dreams

   I wonder what she’ll do to me

I wonder what it would be like to have someone laugh at my jokes

   I wonder what it would be like to have someone that inspires hope

I wonder if we’ll have the a relationship like a comedy roast

  And I wonder if we’ll have moments where we can raise our glasses together

And give ourselves a toast

    I wonder what it will be like to share this little life of mine

I wonder if she’ll stimulate my mind

    I wonder how time will pass

When we are under the covers

   With her ass

Pressed up against my cock

   I wonder if we’ll fuck nonstop

I wonder who she will be 

   I wonder why she should love me

I wonder if she’ll be a mix of sweet and crazy

    I wonder how she’ll love me

I wonder if she’ll heal my wounds

   And how she’ll moan

I wonder what her mind is like

   And I wonder what kind of music she’ll like

I wonder who it will be that will fall in love with me

    I wonder if I am ready for this story

I wonder if I’ll be able to stay faithful

   I wonder how I will love her

I wonder what we could create together 

   I wonder how we will meet

And I wonder what we’ll do under the sheets

   I wonder how she likes her coffee 

I wonder if she’ll be Sydney Sweeny 

   I wonder if she’ll read

And I wonder if she wonders about me

   I wonder if I’ve met her already

I wonder if I am too afraid to be brave

   I wonder if I can fall in love again

I wonder who I’ll trust

   I wonder about her ass 

 And about her bust

   I wonder if I am only lonely when I get bored

And I wonder if what I think is love

   Is only lust

I wonder if I’ll trust again

    I wonder if I can be romantic like I used to be 

I wonder who will love me

   I wonder if I still believe in love at all

I wonder what kind of book she’ll inspire

   What kind of poems I can write

When I am actually in love

   And don’t have to pretend to be.


   CH 6/19/24

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