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credible servant
standing spire weary
envious even
almost of the chord
I see such glory in your
cadence of word
the gate upon which
you hang your sword
taking up as you do
rather the pen
the rebellious romantic
in you plucks another string
though idolatry is not your
whim
you are the gatekeeper
standing guard
to remind man of the
wonder and earthiness of woman
a near awestruck spectator
breathlessly brushing
the hem of a passing robe
a dimpled smile in words though
is all i can offer you back
for your courageous compliments...................
(Sept 22, 2013 357pm)