How shall I introduce you?

onlylovepoetry Poems

Fifteen years going on sixteen, well recall many pinprick moments of our combinatory existentialism But an early moment reappeared, in a period of contemplation as I this morn, wove my way thru Manhattan city streets, during my diurnal walk of composition, a tradition Walt Whitman passed on to me, in Leaves of Grass, so over my Manhattan journey~obstacle course, now a three times weekly endeavor, of a two and one quarter miles duration, this came unto me Very early on, in our ro~dance we attended some cocktail/ business function, properly attired, a first for us, and thus a tad exciting, and in the elevation machine at the Waldorf Astoria Tower sky bounding, she stun gunned me with the simplest of positories… How shall you introduce me?. this nimble tounge, so rarely at a loss, gave an intuitive and simple answer: You are my girl friend, no pretense, I proffered and she thoughtfully replied, *While an absolute truth, perhaps since I am a Nana, over twice, and you, a Grandfather over thrice, perhaps something less juvenile is in order?* Mmm, perhaps you are right, then let me suggest boldly to name you as my lover, none other and let their mouths fall agape so full of their crackered canapés? She paused a moment on our ascent, replying, *Undoubtedly true and such a good lover are you, but the touch of ****** in many an impoverished mind, gives it a tangy hint of the unseemly tho, b u t if that’s your preference, lover will it be, but perhaps wordsmith, you keep on trying?* Ah I knew a rejection letter when I got one, so cruising higher, proffered a ‘my best friend?’ but her glance clearly indicated that suggestion, wholly unworthy of my skilled verbosity and more appropriate to a dodgy dog, if such I did possess The elevators of NYC, are sure and swift in elevating its population, and a growling desperado emotive was taking me hostage, I had what is now a “3S look,” an abbreviation for when I wear my Simply Stupefied Smile *Perhaps I may suggest that should the need arise for you to introduce me in a phrase accurate and simple, that might suffice?* Smilingly weakly, I, poet, awaited what surely was to be an obvious solution to my wordy and worldly failure, *Please introduce me as Your Biggest Fan and I shall, dear one, if asked, will offer you up as my Only Love Poet* And to this day, when introduction~making, I feel the sweet smile of an invisible and silent kick in my humbled and egotistical ****