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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required He: Pardon me, It is I, the peasant gentleman. From yester’s encounter. I apologise for not revising nobility. But as I said I have seen you before. She: I doubt we have met. I never forget a face, Perhaps you mistake me for one of your women. He: Ha-ha, I may not be a man of noble raising. I would have loved to have women; But my dignity I value, even as a man. Many affairs would not serve my purpose. She: What is it that you want from me? I do not care of your affairs. Or anything of your interest, I would very much like my space now. He: I had my doubts before, Now I am sure you will recall our numerous encounters. As your tongue is still as bitter. They called you Amanda, of which I’m sure you still are. Pardon me, I did not mean to startle you. She: How could you possibly know my name? He: Ah! Finally I have broken your daze. Though the look on your face is still amiss. I believe you could never remember me. As I looked a little different back then. She: Well, given the impression. Maybe we did not run in the same circles. As I said I never forget a face. Is this altercation necessary? He: Pardon me, I mean no harm, Let’s forget I know you, nor you I. Please let me lend an ear. Pardon me but it sure seems like you need one. She: sighs deeply He: It would not help to keep all that agony. You might wrinkle, my mamma always told me. Some say confiding in a stranger eases your woes. I will not judge you. She: At the crack of dawn I rose up looking…. Ha-ha, I was looking for my children. I was looking for my husband. I did not find either. All I found was an emptiness. He: Terrible endeavour that must be querida. At our age one would like to have it all. But that’s no reason to despair. Is it not that we all serve a purpose? She: I should be on my way. Pardon me this time.’ I have cats to tend to. © Herzel Poshiwa
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