aayoungi can’t say enough
how much
i do not wish to be
your wife
or the third stanza
of your every poem
salvation is too much to ask
of this daughter of eve
the most unattractive attribute
for a relationship to display
is obligation
finish your limoncello
and calm the hell down
leave the gun
take the cannoli
how unlikely the attraction
given my affinity
to flashy oily-haired italians
it would be natural to be drawn
toward the bloody crown
queen to michael’s
calculating ascension
how easy to run into sonny’s arms
full of war
and raw sexual passion
but no
it’s you
tom hagen
in your all knowing parlor silence
that damned german irish stoicism
that makes me fall in love
with your character as i read
as the light glows through the reeling film
all you have overcome
your beautiful allure
encapsulated in the following four sentences
“I’m an attorney for the Corleone family. These men are private detectives hired to protect Vito Corleone. They are licensed to carry firearms. If you interfere, you’ll have to appear before a judge in the morning and show cause.”
besides, i already divorced fredo