Re: Mark's Poems & Prose
She is just too good. Another poem from the goddess (muse
).
The Man
The man pursued her vigorously
Bombarded her relentlessly
She didn't understand the game
And first refused to give her name
His anger made her want to hide
But something stirred deep down inside
How could she not reveal to him
Her inner thoughts ? ... t'would be a sin
But jealous rages did ensue
And took their toll upon her too
She wept, she languished in her bed
When e're he ran from her instead
Of taking her into his arms
And soothing her with words of calm
So it continued endlessly
The chase, the hurt, the need to flee
Until, at length, a pattern formed
And gradually his virile storm
Evolved into those words of passion
She'd yearned for, in that feminine fashion
And then their meeting came to fruition
At last, her female intuition
Was proven right, he was the one
She always knew one day would come
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Grr - how am I going to top that?