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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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So you didn't fly into my arms,

Nor accept my fingered kiss,

The first words you spoke berated me,

"Why did you not do this?"

No hello or how are you,

Until your tongue had run,

No smile or touch unto my hand,

No glimpse of a hidden sun.

 

Aye, but you had a stressful day,

Couldn't afford affection's price,

You waited 'round that extra hour,

Sure wasn't that enough of being nice?

There I sat in silent daze,

Longing to tell you i missed you so much,

But could not risk that depth of words,

As you might think I need your crutch.

 

The evening though went well then,

As did the following morn,

Then I imposed upon your house,

And was met with skeptical scorn.

You warned the night it would be long,

That I should get some sleep,

I saw you then in your new dress,

And my heart did skip and leap.

 

Your form was far the better,

And you met me with kind eyes,

You hugged and laughed and sparkled,

As the stars hung in the skies.

We danced and laughed and chatted,

As night turned to early morn,

But as the party ticked along,

I faded 'fore sun was born.

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This poem has a couple of lines that got me thinking, but these made the deepest impression by far…

 

Longing to tell you i missed you so much,

But could not risk that depth of words,

As you might think I need your crutch.

I forget all too easily that men have similar feelings to women, and that feelings are the same for everyone….I guess I’ve been meeting the wrong men all my life so far, if there are those out there that feel this way.

 

Great poem, thanks Parm :)

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