When she beats me

Member since 2002 · Posted 12 Jan 2003 · Edited 5 May 2004 · 6 comments

I never see it coming Her fisted hands are quicker than lightning more relentless than a raging flood And all the while she smiles a smile so stunningly radiant it amazes me In that moment, she is as beautiful and powerful as any goddess In that moment she is wild and free And I rejoice, for I know then that she does love me but the yearnings of her heart come quicker to her hand than to her lips I rejoice, and I wait for the day when she too will know, beyond a shadow of doubt, that I do love her, beatings and all

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6 comments

[8] Bill Z Bub 12-Jan-03/8:37 PM Reply

Doesn't exactly sound like a healthy relationship. In fact it sounds downright disturbing.
I kinda dig the poem though.

[7] Caducus 13-Jan-03/2:55 AM Reply

Quite an interesting read to see the perpetrators affect on the perpetrated, an honest piece told straightforwardly -7-

[8] hipster flare 13-Jan-03/9:42 AM Reply

decnt poem, could possibly use more concise images.

[9] edpeterson 5-May-04/11:24 AM Reply

The love bout.

[8] INTRANSIT 5-May-04/1:59 PM Reply

needs a bit of a hint as to what woman we are dealing with here. mom? sis? girlfriend? other? It is worthy of the effort.

[9] Shuushin 5-May-04/9:04 PM Reply

Great title.

Is that some forshadowing there at the end?