this poem is written by two women

  in love with the same man

two women, who want to express their gratitude

  to the man who ran across their senses

  like a brush fire on dry land in the

  middle of summer

uncontrollably and uncontrolled

  our love for you

the love of a girl child

  for a  man she knew was loving and lovable;

  caring and kind

  with the true essence of fatherly love

  something she had not experienced

  but innately knew he possessed;

the love of a seasoned adult female

  whose love lay in wait – dormant –

  questioning the possibility that such a

  thing as this could even take place –

  could ever be

  could ever exist

two women in love with the same man

happy to know his love

to feel his love

to share their own brand of love with him. . .

overjoyed that he came when he did

  with a heart big enough to enclose their love

  and deep enough to shelter it

  appreciate it and return it

  to enhance their love and make them glad that he came

  when he did

  the way he did. . .

so good

this love we chose to give simultaneously

  to the big hearted man

  anxious to receive it

two women

a mother and her precious baby girl

  in love with the same man

you are the man of the moment

the man of the present

the man of the future

the man who will forever overshadow every man in the universe

‘cause you’re the only man

who’s ever been loved this way

by two women

two lonely women

in love with the same man