WHEN MEN SPEAK

I think I’m finally ready

I’m left with no choice; it’s reconciliation I seek

So I gathered my thoughts and am ready to speak

Please indulge me

I long for you…for us, and the mountain top, the peak

I’m sorry, so sorry I’ve wait so long to speak

I’m…so lonely, in despair, our future looks bleak

Desperation has gripped me, there’s a gaping whole, a leak

Our rose pedals are rotten and reek

It’s not too late, to rekindle us, that wonderful thing we had; so special
& unique

Please indulge me, I’m now able

For our next date, meet me at the conference table

Where honesty’s a must, not a lie spoken, nor fable

You talk, I’ll listen, you listen, I’ll speak

I’ll become a professor of us again, a student even, a geek

What ever is necessary, whatever is needed, it’s your heart I seek

You talk, I’ll listen, you listen, I’ll speak

What language would you prefer, Italian, Spanish or Greek?

Let’s celebrate our past, envision our future, for the possibilities let’s
peek

For let’s leave behind the hardness, and anger and approach this with meek-

Ness, breathless, sweaty, ready to exhale,
and ever so softly…whisper

No choice; same page? it’s reconciliation I seek

Thoughts gathered, center stage and I…yes, I…your man..am now ready...

Sssssshhhhhh! You talk, I’ll listen, you listen, and then I’ll speak.