My husband, sometimes, draws erotica,
He has for years. I'm sure you know the kind,
A tiger man and husky man, perhaps,
Or handsome fox and manly-smug raccoon,
Or fatherly but dangerous wolf, in all
The situations that might give excuse
For them...
Blank verse essay, Iambic pentameter, Poetry, blank verse
You must learn how to live and not to hope
For hope will be a luxury ere long.
For hope can be both manacle and chain.
For hope can keep you too spellbound to run
Until the waters rise too high, and boil.
You would not be the first. In ages...
Iambic pentameter, LGBTQ, Poetry, blank verse