It’s gonna take a lotta love to bring me to my knees
or say “pretty please” in a moment of weakness
stacking up a sense of propriety between woman & man.
Don’t worry about me, I’m getting on fine…
I listen before I speak – I heard nothing
beyond the sound of my name… never the aggressor.
Too soon to say “I’d like it this way that…”
Do you ever get rewards or premonitions
… a welcome blow to the head?


Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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