You see her face and you want to be with her, to have her,
to be in love with her and her with you.
You get these imaginings that life with her would be perfect.
But, alas, the problem is you cannot see what’s behind
her beautiful face; that is, what’s in her mind.
I write from experiences and how I wish I could have
seen what was in a beautiful woman’s mind.
How I wish I could have saved myself from the dismay
and harmful illusions about her deceptive beauty.
Beauty that more than once led me harmfully astray.

Bob Boyd