Moon Man by E.L.

I have tried my best to be a good man and I yet to have found a good woman.
Maybe its me and I don't understand the complicity of their emotions.
I feel I'm logical and attempt to be optimal in my ways of love.
Maybe I'm too physical and forget to listen or maybe my hearing is selective.
I believe I can be corrected but somehow I'm not effected until I'm threatened.
And I still try to be a good man and I yet to have found a good woman
Maybe I couldn't cause maybe I shouldn't label them.
Am I only good or bad shades and the woman a light that never fades?
Or I a man only seeking to persuade a woman to shine on me.
As if I am the moon and she my sun.
Or am I the sun and she the reflecting one?
Surely I try to be a good man.

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