Ghazal of Restraint

You gave up your very first kiss while we were out at a lake.
You would have given up more, except we were out at a lake.

It was a minor distraction, almost a sneeze, the hair that
tickled my nose and cheeks were like clovers around the lake. 

Your snoring is horrid, and the marijuana fades, instead of
counting sheep to sleep, I'd rather count the fish in a lake. 

There are so many things I'd rather do than eat another bowl
of your asparagus soup. How many bowls of water in a lake?

The girl, a neighbor, dragged me from work to her room; co@k
between her breasts, her face soon buried beneath the lake. 

I hear there are many women in the sea. I am a bachelor of
several years because I have never dropped line in a lake. 

Duck! studies hard the lessons of the Buddha. In a world of 
suffering and violence, he holds himself in, becomes the lake. 

Namaste..

Namaste