IN THE SAME BOAT
The peacock founder looks for his mate;
All lovers receive directional mail; signals
Are only stop and go, omitting caution.
It was my improvidence to believe in love;
Shakespeare in love is a study of unrequitedness ;
A tale of woe for Juilet and her Romeo.
All hunchbacks have soul mates; the bride
Of Frankenstein is magnetically drawn to her
Monster; it is always the eye of the beholder.
If there are shipwrecks, let us praise beauty;
The face that launched a thousand ships also
Sank them. My improvidence was there also.
A slower destiny always plods with Cyrano;
He has whetted his nose to the stone of dis-
Appointment; bless his poetic little heart.
We are all part of the religion of the broken hearted;
The blood that enters the heart brings oxygen; the
Problem is that we need too much replenishment.
Happiness is an interval between two sorrows; I
Fell in love with you and then my boat sank; how
Can I convince you to stay on that boat with me.
I can only convince you that we are in the same boat;
I cannot call you cargo for you are too precious for that.
There are many paradise isles in storm tossed seas.