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The One-woman man

?He has the ability but not the will. Even If he willed it would that muffle up the unrelenting voice of Oliver Twist. The twist is he’s got only one stinger, a bee by choice so careful who he stings. He is the one-woman man He is the big oak tree In the middle of a cornfield, unmoved by the storm of accolades conferred on peers by a confused society who hypocritically admonish same deed. He is the son of a queen, plant of a good seed. He is the one-woman man Blame him for being choosy His eyes are like x’ray, sees beyond the skin and booty not entirely fascinated by glamour. Guided by the wisdom of old and restrained by his own values. He is the one-woman man Whomever he settles on has found a gem a rare diamond in a stockpile of sand. His love brewed by the best brew masters, knowledge and conscience. He expects nothing less in return. Let the world behold the yardstick of true manhood. He is the one-woman man

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Date: 7/2/2018 4:26:00 PM
Hi Joseph.. Welcome to Poetry Soup! You're going to love it here. Read and comment on others poets writes and they will do the same for you. Take a minute to come check out my latest write. Looking forward to reading more of your work!
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