An alien species
I can’t live with
or live without.
In previous lives I’ve felt
the harshness of her humour,
the cut of her criticism,
and I’ve diminished
under the demeanour of her determined beauty.
I’ve often dreamed of lying in love
in the loving arms of a lover
only to find reality more unreal.
Never have I had extensive knowledge
of her strange language,
But when I’ve visited Venus,
no complaints have I meet
using my own tongue.
I have come to know
the delicate feel of the soft places
she possess,
and evolved an understanding of her beauty.
My eyes have grown wide
not with the media’s sanctioned image of her form,
with an appreciation of her,
of her talent,
of her history,
and of the opportunities she offers.
An invitation I cannot accept.
My limits keep me distant,
so I now look and admire
from afar the half of this world
she is.

Malek Montag, Kent, 2015

Image from: http://www.careershifters.org/sites/default/files/styles/article_node/public/field/image/walking_0_10.jpg?itok=fBqdzf5e

About malekmontag

I am a writer and a wage-slave, and proud father of George Giraffe. I live in the UK, but I exist everywhere. My first stories were published this year (2016) in Short Stories and Tall Tales (Atla Publishing). Follow me on Twitter @Malek_Montag15. My Work is also available on Niume.com.
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