You’re much nicer in print,
shimmering on the page below me,
covered with alluring and masculine
adjectives and nouns:
humor, personality, rippling pectorals…
Oh yes, you’re much nicer in the confines
of my pen and ink world.
The minute you leap off the page,
assembling all my precious words
into your tangible figure,
I lose control and you defy me.
You march around, doing as you please,
and laugh at my calloused fingers,
my weary, ink-stained hands.
shimmering on the page below me,
covered with alluring and masculine
adjectives and nouns:
humor, personality, rippling pectorals…
Oh yes, you’re much nicer in the confines
of my pen and ink world.
The minute you leap off the page,
assembling all my precious words
into your tangible figure,
I lose control and you defy me.
You march around, doing as you please,
and laugh at my calloused fingers,
my weary, ink-stained hands.
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