Search Elsewhere for Your Damsel

Oh, lively boy of inexperience,
who lives a simple joy without intent
to harm. Please calm your hype, your heart’s intense.
You know not much of me at present.

But hold one moment sir, you’re rather sweet,
It’s rare to find a gentleman today.
There’s more in you than firstly thought, so meet
our lips, for hours ‘midst the flowers lay…

Us? Low! No, something’s off. I wish not to
be coddled, bottle-fed, for I am able,
not merely cute. In case it hath escaped you,
I’m fine, yet soothe you try– am I your doll?

It’s fantasy that holds you here, not me.
I feel none for your touch. I set me free.

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