i'll tell you the type i love:

men who tower in height and girth

but cower in depth-no truth in works.

i love men with beauty and brawn.

simping men who preen and fawn

over faux greatness, imagined might.

sweet nothings, whispers candlelight

yet when they stand

my soul in hand,

they show me only shells of Man.

they say what comes

your reflection brings.

i wonder what that says of me...

~my once and future kings selah.k_x