Chivelry Is Not Dead

I put someone through
the baptism of fire
Seeing into 
their heart of desire
And what did I find?
That chivelry is not dead
The are still men 
out there that
think with their head 
still on their shoulders 
Not with the head 
between their legs
That gives me hope
That when I heal from
all this psychological
trama I'll have a chance
to be attracted to a man
who's chivelry is not dead
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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