The Joke is on Me

I've been duped by myself
My poems are sad jokes
The love that I felt
Was not yours or mine
But life's lust for life

But I'm proud to be part
Of its sexy nonsense
Why fight its nature?
I'm done with that church
And its worship of doors

In the end we succumb
By design we have needs
Best to find the like minds
And live the life you enjoy

Do what makes the heart happy
Go where life says to go
Dance more purely with your man
Let what will be truly be