The heart of a man,
Who gives a damn?
Why describe the bare beastly brutes?
Should ascribe men feminine spacesuits.
What analogy can make an apology for men's Deuteronomy?
It's a woman's job to click the watch,
A difficult task, easy to blotch.
His love for you is like child to a toy,
A temperamental character of Troy.
Every month or so, the watch starts,
Requires existential dimensions of Descartes.
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick...
Thinking with his dick,
Not always thoughtfully thick.
His mind must be distressed,
Kick him in his mental testes.
Play "Follow the Leader"
Although a Caesar, really, a breeder.
Be the leader which follows,
Guide him away from wallows and hollows.
Distractions from worldly attractions,
Evaluations of superficial relapses....
Demonstrate values of self worth:
Change, grow, learn and mirth.
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick....
Click the watch by contraction,
Protect him from self destruction.
Attention span of a goldfish.
Not simply fixed by his favorite dish...
Activities of shared interest,
"Read a play to stray away from reality with mutuality."
Keep his mind distracted,
A little boy with his usual attractions...
Push and pull his desires,
Make him question heartily fires.
Tick, tick, tick, tick....
The heart of a man is pretty damn bland...
Being two steps ahead for the best of his head.
His motherly relations reflect emotional dictations....
Better get a pen, there is hard work ahead.
Tick, tick, tick...
The heart of a man is a stopwatch,
A woman must press stop and watch.
His love for you depends on timeless desires.
Desires are never based on esquires.
Lead him into new spacial realms,
So that his shiny armor whelms,
Content with timelessness,
Keep the love reckless for freshness.
Make frightful excitements,
Controlling the enlightenments.
Love is the issue,
Find shared virtue.