Thoughts of how to help him
Rest sublimely inside her mind
Knowing he would only deny her
She’s left fighting with his reasons why
Thoughts of how to help him
Rest sublimely inside her mind
Knowing he would only deny her
She’s left fighting with his reasons why
Power, great title, now that is a mystery of life…two people on the road together, yet like is so often the case ~ the man is going one way, while the woman goes another. π
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This one came to me after reading a story here on WP. I just sputtered it out. Yes, in relationships, this is often the case.
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Interesting! Help who, Audith?
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Okay, well, thanks, Duketh. The man in the poem, I guess. He’s the one I want to help.
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I know that, dadblameit!
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Curses, Duke. He must be a myterious man. They usually need the most help.
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Mutuality on the run? π
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It seems so…this poem woke up beating inside my head. π
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Mhmmm …
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π
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Well that makes me think. Typical conversation between men and women.
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Yes, I think so, Jacqui. Meeting of the minds, for sure.
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Always toying with what ifs, is my poet Aud.
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That I am, Chum. It keeps me busy. Very sweet of you.
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