Thoughts on Entering Hanna

Though her words enthralled me,

No one else listens to a word she says,

For she has solved the dark riddle

Of how mankind will end its days

"It all comes down to hate" she said,

Then added, "and of course greed."

Thus its why to save her mortal soul

She refuses offers of what she needs.

Oh I adore her pleasant smile enough

And could easily get lost in her eyes

But sexier is the reasoning of her words,

None of which are lies.

She is the most tempting of flesh

But the true goddess is in her mind.

Why in her words when she speaks true

There is something new I find?

I wish all her suitors listened as I

To her words of self loathing and Hell Fire.

But I also know I want her laid bare before me

To say anything else makes me a liar.

But there it is, acknowledged,

How I wish to hold her flesh next to mine.

So, for now my only prayers to God,

Is she will one day give me a sign.

A wink or "come hither" comment,

Perhaps, her hand inside my clothes

But all I get are statements of my age.

I get the thorns and not the rose.

Still there is comfort in her "just being"

Which strangely brings me great joy.

So it matters not until these End Times end

That I never hold her or be her "lover-boy".