No Holds Barred Poetry Writing Challenge: Day 2

I’ve kissed more boys
than I can count
and have loved less.

My feelings intensify and
fade like the seasons.
Do not mention marriage in the summer
and never children in the snow.
Laugh at my jokes and I’ll
pretend your confessions of
undying infatuation don’t amuse me.

My heart has belonged to one man only—
old enough to be my daddy.
He loved me roughly and
told me I’d be his when
I turn thirty.

So I wait for him,
continue kissing my boys
and stealing their hearts
to keep me company
until my daddy comes home.

© 2015 Nortina Simmons