I’ve composed a new ode for my heroine - but
nobody will believe such a person exists - worse
is, I’ll try to play her to feel her feelings & everyone
will say I’ve lost my mind in staging beyond my
league, if I give her the ode male readers'll say:
We don’t think like that, such noble ideals never
filled our heads, we’re all for appearance and you
gave her an inside that is too big for this life - so I
sigh, wondering where to bury the ode because
there is no way I’ll ever throw it away - lines so
Beautiful it makes me cry - now she’ll never hear
it and I’ll never know whether she would have cried
too - tonight in my bed, I’ll give her a chance to act
in my head to see in what way the ode affects her,
if she does run away I’ll know it was too much…
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