Living in the house of emotions
the many women fight to seek my attention
their intention abstruse
when the philistine in me hugs one of them
the others pull her apart to tidy and spruce
Anger, the beautiful and the bold
embraces me with a passion wild untold
pushing others with a glance that blows hot and cold
painting me bright red for everyone to behold
Depression, the stealthy one
ingratiates into me with promises galore
her embrace gratifying, hard to let go
her silken mane mesmerizing my thoughts and ego
Loneliness seduces me away to the corner
pulling me close to her, she smooches deep in my lips
peering into my eyes she draws a new light
leaving me all dull entwined with her, arms to hips
Sadness, the only one who bounces in and out
romancing in the dark, she shies from the light
sometimes she invites others to display her might
leaving me cuddled with her, day and night
Happiness, diffident and esoteric
smiling alone without transgressing decency
ignoring her, I make love to the rest
yet she smiles, waiting without urgency
for me, to discover her and run into her nest