A Couple We Are
Him,
The one that is always strong in front of his readers,
Within his dark poetry,
He is a teddy bear, but all you see is the scalpel inside.
If you really knew him, and took the time,
You would find a completely different man, my man.
And I,
The one came from being the weakest, of the weak.
The one having to be taken under,
The great Saint’s wing,
Letting everything inside her be seen.
We didn’t mean to, it just happen this way.
Just writers and readers,
One getting better within each day,
The other knowing he is the best.
Give me any subject, heck you can pick the words,
You know you’ve met your match.
He would say, to those who think they challenge the Saint.
We swiftly became friends,
Now who would have thunk?
We would be falling for one other.
Every woman wants to be his.
I should be a jealous woman but when,
You’ve got one of the most intelligent writers and,
The most incredible man for me,
Whispering in your ear every night,
Baby I Don’t Hate You, I Don T Hate You very much
You don’t worry about,
Some jealous woman writing something rude,
Because you remember he’s yours.
So like it or not girls
We are a couple
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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