Singledom comes out swinging
Fighting off the power that love is bringing.
Singledom pushes hard to the chest
Wedded Bliss reaches out to gently caress.
Singledom steps back and slaps the hand
That offers the shine of a golden band.
She raises her fist and tries to connect
With the smooth, square jaw that leads to a neck.
Wedded Bliss captures her fist
And covers it with a warm, easy kiss.
Singledom feels her resolve slowly melt
Even before his soft lips are felt.
She snatches her hand firmly away
Not wanting her denial of love, to sway.
She prefers her independence, never needing a man
Relying only on herself, she makes her stand.
Hands on her hips, eyes defiant
She challenges him to keep on trying.
The challenge accepted, he strokes her arm
Willing her to see, he means her no harm.
She closes her eyes, not wanting him to see
The love that she so secretly needs.
She’s always been tough
Fighting her heart, keeping it rough.
She peers through long lashed eyes
Being careful, so he doesn’t realize
That she needs this man, who is willing to go toe to toe
This man who claims to be in it for the entire load.
Love, marriage, children, he wants to commit
To this woman who valiantly tries to resist.
She tries for one last effort to KO love.
A throw to the heart
To keep him far and apart.
Again he covers her fist fully with his grasp
Pulls her strongly to him, her breath catches and rasps.
He lowers his head, his lips kiss with demand.
She pushes him away, with force and command.
As she tells him, “You’ve lost.”
He leans into her to whisper, “Round one goes to Singledom, but the battle’s not over.”
“Round two will show Bliss to be like as lucky as a four leaf clover.”
He smiles and kisses her with heat-filled passion.
Unwillingly she feels her heart slowly crashing.
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