Man's Only Salvation, Woman Poem by Chuy Amante

The good man's logic would
create for himself and his
underlings
a sturdy concrete box
with a locking front door,
water and sewage.
DONE
The most practical provision
in the world, no brainer!

in comes a breeze,
warming,
intermittent,
moisturization
fragrance spreading

colorful
color full
of life
a charming Chaos
a deep beauty hiding
coquette
spontaneously
dancing

Throwing exquisite curtains up,
colorful, soft pads on the floors,
Adding sounds, water, vibration
intermittent light, coming thru,
the windows?
The grass grows green where love prevails,
unattached love
flowers appears,
shade appears
live is be lived softly

wake up man
put your calculator down
put away the retirement plan
put logic in a loving box
for a moment

See the height, depth, breadth
of the womans loving ways,
from the heart,
not from the heart
don't force her to go thru
the head like you!
Dumbass! Wake up! Wake up!
What is before you?

Get out of the head
slide into the heart
she bought the bed!
She is the art!

I love woman!
More, more, more!
just love, no score