The Blacksmith
The dry, hot dirt turned under foot.
He wiped sweat off his brow, covered in soot.
Slowly his mule plotted close behind,
Followed obedient, at the end of his line.
The two were like brothers, never apart.
A blacksmith was he, a lover at heart.
Tall by no means, he was small in stature,
Some would say rather slumped in posture.
But brawny was he, as strong as ten men,
No fellow cross him twice over again.
A man of few words, to himself he kept most,
He need not be such an eloquent host.
A wife he had once but widowed is he,
Though clouded with sorrow, acceptance was key.
His days went by, all blended together.
De
The Blacksmith
The dry, hot dirt turned under foot.
He wiped sweat off his brow, covered in soot.
Slowly his mule plotted close behind,
Followed obedient, at the end of his line.
The two were like brothers, never apart.
A blacksmith was he, a lover at heart.
Tall by no means, he was small in stature,
Some would say rather slumped in posture.
But brawny was he, as strong as ten men,
No fellow cross him twice over again.
A man of few words, to himself he kept most,
He need not be such an eloquent host.
A wife he had once but widowed is he,
Though clouded with sorrow, acceptance was key.
His days went by, all blended together.
De
September 20, 2012
There are two types of lovers, in my opinion. Those who live by the idea of, "I love you, let's have sex." and those who live by "I love you, let me show you." Though on the surface they are seemingly the same, they are far from comparable. Love and lust.
I've found that I've become rather intolerable of the first point of view. Lust is stupid. It's dirty. It's guilty. It's unfaithful. This, I have come to experience first hand. When you don't know any better, lust disguises itself as love and for just awhile, you may begin to believe its facade. Because after all, you don't know anything different? Despite the doubt that
"And you pretend for us, and you pretend for them. This fairy tale will make them jealous of you. But it's not the kind, the kind you talked about. And it's just the kind that rips the clothing off your mind."