Love Poem

Fortune Future

The desert of life
Saving the best for last
Two halves, one surprise within

Sweet and Crunchy
Anxiously awaiting
Comes with the meal,
Part of Life
Makes or Breaks a deal

Can’t realistically predict
Or give us the future we desire
In that moment,
That person

Sweet sense of hopefulness
Honest only if true,
Not necessarily though

Different culture,
Different people,
Sometimes don’t always mesh

Exciting and scary
Sometimes we wonder
How, why, or what if?

All we can do,
Put our feet up and relax
We all need our meal
Come what may

In the end,
We all will have it
Selfish consumers
Full stomachs and hearts

A little piece at a time
Bit by bit.