Beauty is in your own eyes so look deeply into her's
You'll dream about this in the future but now its so absurd
The feeling that's comeover you, you can't put into words

But know that this is something that you won't encounter often
Rarely can just a touch or smile make your defenses soften

She must have practiced magic because its well beyond what's natural
The way she fills up all your mind and makes your heart her castle

A bittersweet endeavour because to fall this ways a risk
You'll still emerge stronger and wiser whether your her victim or her prince

I know how much she cares for me and I care for her to
But if I said I wanted to be with her that just would not be true
I can only go so far to make her night with my attention
In the morning there is emptiness
Because between us are different intentions
Yes I know the pain and the feeling of rejection
Which is why I lead her on this way but avoid a real conection

Ever wonder what a real man is like? Let me tell you.

A real man cares about what goes on in your head.
All the others just care about getting you to bed.
A real man gives you a special place in his heart.
Them other guys just want you to spread your legs apart.

A true man wants to ease all of your pain.
A "player" wants you for his own gain.
A real man isn't scared for you to see his tears.
Them other boys will never tell you their fears.

(Insert rant) A sign that you've found a real man is when you are both able to share your all of your worries, anxieties, and personal cares with each other; and can do so in faith that he's not only listening, but caring.

A real man is there through thick and thin.
Other guys just want your skin.
You can look a real man deep into his eyes,
And know that he's not hiding any lies.

**To all the men who read this poem, look at yourself and see if you fit this description. Do you think that your lady would say you follow these guidelines? If you're single, are you a man that ladies find trustworthy? I hope you are, and if you're not that you change that. We men need to represent.

In the modern age, the valued sage is an archetype that we can't explain

Because it seems that every man
Who claims to hold truth in his hand

Needs your cash and its his plan
To build an army that will forever expand

Its not enough for you just to fear him
He wants your trust and time and freedom

Tells you to live a certain way
And that better not be queer or gay

And if you are he'll surely say
That you could not be born that way

He'll make you feel such guilt and shame
For being you, yes that's the game

To make you need that saving grace
That's found within his holy place

The walls and roofs of institutions
Save you from hell's dark exclusion