The Loose Goose

Isn't that, what men are for?
I can't think of one thing more.

I friend I have strived to be,
but I have this hang up, you see -

for, once I have set my sights on a man,
and then gotten as close as I physically can,

and when the mysterious deed, is over and done -
I find myself on the lookout, for another one.

*They say, what is good for the goose, is good for the gander -
I could hold you, for a lifetime, my fellow milanderer.*


~Sabrina