| This Edition's Poetry |
Better Man
It is not the swell of my breast,
the scent of my skin, or the curve of my hip
that will make you a better man.
It is not the touch of my lips,
the silk in my hair, or the nape of my neck
that will make you a better man.
It is the passion in my heart,
the soul in my eyes
gazing into yours,
and seeing the truth
that will make you a better man.
It is the whispering words
unearthing the secrets,
easing the pain in your mind
that will make you a better man.
It is the way you ignite the flame,
tend the roar, and sate the yearn
that makes me a better woman.
by Lynda DeMarco Fabbo
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