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In Answer To Your Question (Prose Poem) by Dovina

Suppose I tell you I love you no matter what you do, that nothing you can do will make my love go away? Suppose I tell you I keep no logs of cruelties, broken promises, abuses, past or future? What if I tell you you can run to the ends of the earth and do the most horrible, unthinkable things, and if you come back, I’ll receive you with tears and a party? Suppose I say you don’t have to put on a mask, and it’s okay to be anything you are and I will never punish you, and when you mess up, I will never nag? What if you know my love isn’t based on how little wrong you do and you can hurt my heart but I will never hurt yours? What if I tell you there is no secret agenda, no trap door and no turning back? At such time as I can tell you this I will marry you.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 31-Jan-05/10:23 AM
I think what Dovina is trying to tell us is that women have to be stupider than men to survive in the slow-paced world of embroidery and cleaning. Can you imagine what the world would come to if such menial tasks fell to the men? Men, who are used to living life on the edge, used to making split second decisions under enormous pressure, used to pushing the human body to its physical limits, and beyond? By God sir, we'd all be killed! I'll never forget the day my grandfather offered to help Mrs Bloomsbury with her embroidery, and lost a leg through boredom.




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