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Maturity For Adult Contest
Maturity "For Adult Contest" I walked in to the truth, when I became a man; maturity hit me Like a cotton sock filled with sour notes and hormone-hubris shouts, The Women I’d adored I saw as more now; poised and wise with hearts, coal Mine deep; and best of all now, friends, with whom to speak and leap and laugh At life, like planets to their crisp earth’s Crops, to reap and play and listen to A woman’s many layers, complete yet changing like a cyclone, or perfume’s Flowery flame: but: there’s the sexual thing, a man’s God; the angels his beds, and notches The fiction that he is boss, and cannot ever cry, or talk about the pain within (a sin) thus Shields his contrite speech, to favour stormy bluster, with she, his partner in their fair And stormy lair; but now, the beasts gone out I’ll say, my wife, my lover, my gorgeous friend, Tougher then a car of shot gun-crazy cops; we’ll rest a while, and now, unlike before, we’ll Share your favorite sugar, your sweetest loving cup; I’ll do for you, what came so hard, for me, in years gone by; before growing as a man: I’ll listen.
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