Orientation

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.