I think I love orientation,
One that is out to give direction,
One that is out to give motivation,
One that is out to culture inspiration.
But I think I am confused,
Because I realized,
That my friend “came out,”
Making me doubt,
If I love orientation.
I heard him praise his partner,
Just like she praised hers,
Wow! What a relationship,
That might have started in a sailing ship.
I seriously need to know the other party,
And I hope I am not getting naughty,
Because I am curious to have a find,
Another treat for the mind.
But the know served me worse,
Is it really the one he was?
With the priceless looks she wears?
I don’t think anyone cares.
With that orientation,
I am left in imagination,
May be waiting for consolation,
Better still a solution.