roberta, i love you

I FELL IN LOVE,

TODAY, AGAIN

An Ode to Roberta in Iambic Pentametre

By Izzy Ess of Loveliness

I fell in love, again, today.  Her name

Is Bobby, a Roberta Ballantine.

She has brown eyes and auburn hair and wears

The hair in loosely curled loose tresses, eh?

She wears her sweaters tightly to reveal

An ample pair of breasts.  Her skirts are short

And show her legs which disappear just where

She hides her secret stuff, which looks so tempting.

Her cutesy ample derriere has rounded

Mounds which jiggle and does gyrate, when

She walks.  Her lips are pouty, sensuous

And kissable, it seems to me.  Though touching

Her and hugging her are very tempting,

I have not indulged because I’m scared

To scare her off.  We’ve started talking, quietly,

And walking, side-by-side.  She’s thrilled

Me by accepting short car lifts to help

Her shop and move to some apartment she

Considers safer than the one she lives

In, now.  I’m moving, too, to an apartment

Which is more affordable for Pee-

Pee, and myself.  My kitty’s name of Pee-

Pee, which is short for precious princess, who’s

A smart and pretty Calico, just one

Year old.  So, Bobby’s having major surgery

For cancer of her female organs, surgery

Which scares her very much.  Despite her plight,

She’s offered to accommodate me, if

My place is not available for August,

Which it’s not.  She warns me that she’ll be

On many drugs to ward off pain, that she’s

Expecting to be very bad.  Just yesterday,

I treated her to ice-cream at

My favourite ice-cream parlour, where the choices

Are so great.  She shared her fears and told

Me that she had a moody disposition

Which can really alter her activities

And made her family reject

Her.  Many friends, she seems to have, that offer

Help and comfort.  She did sense that I

Had moodiness and problems with my family

Who shuns me just because I’m unpredictable.

I’m prone to say and do

Things which are not expected by my kith

And kin, who mainly are perfectionists

And keep such regular full schedules that

They say I do disturb.  So be it, kith

And kin.  If Bobby warms her feelings for

Me, I will have what I want, dearly, space

To be myself with someone who could be

Herself.  I feel I love you, my Roberta,

Bobby, dear.  I hope we’ve started something

Which can comfort both of us.  For now,

I’m happy fantasizing and allow

The Fates to make it possible for us

To share more time and space.  The seriousness

Of her surgery is tough enough.

I hope I can be there for her.  I hope

That she can comfort me in my advancing

Age and seemingly our personalities,

That seem to match up well…  Good luck to us.

A match of mutuality could blossom

Thusly.  Destiny, please make it so.

I feel that Bobby, me and Pee-Pee are

So ready.  So, do make the Show a Go.

I feel the time is right to show and glow.

THE END

© izzy sommers, md

Welland, Canada

July 18, 2013