Two men
I love two men
One is an adventurer
Brave, bold, aggressive, in the physical sense
The other is a dreamer
Quiet, calm, gentle
In the spiritual sense
The first is one who
Always hovers close
Ready to claim me
In the physical sense
The other, I yearn for
To hold and keep me
In the spiritual sense
May the elements
Battle over me
I know which is
The true power
The physical world
Lasts but an instant
Is doomed to end
The spirit endures
Forever
Ann McQueen, 1980
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This battle went on the year I was born… 😉 It’s lovely of you to share all these beautiful poems!
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I’d be interested to hear more about that, over a nice cup of tea 🙂
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I just realised you meant MY battle was going on the year YOU were BORN!
I was thinking you had a similar battle once….. 😉
But we still need to have TEA 😉
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