I want his look not his favourite Ironman T-shirt I'm not an Irongirl I'm not an iron anything sort I want him creases and all not his “to infinity” golden band it has the ring of something too definite I want him here “and beyond” just how far I'm not yet sure about not his ultra clean pair of New Balance sports shoes I'm not the run around sort wet trackies pants hot and loose I want him caught off balance bare footed on the grass
I want his look and when he gives it straight back into my eyes I know what...
I'll look away at the skies and hope beyond hope he'll interpret my act ironman out my shyness ring the changes I want and run beneath my disguise to find an orange not a lemon
only trouble is I think he won't because at this early stage we don't have much in common
O ****** he's looking... the sky's so bright! like he's going to... I squint! blind! eyes shut! be just my... I'm so silly! .... dotage huh! maybe I should try... courage? a comic character? hypnotism? an older age?
Beginning in WWI, The men were at war, Fighting, killing, Causing their own Post Traumatic Stress. And we stayed. Our country, our families needed us. We replaced them. The men. We replaced them In their jobs. We did as they did. We kept the country and the troops On their feet. Created weapons. Kept businesses running, Did the banking. The women took charge for once. The war and the economic trouble got us On our feet and we did the same For our nation and our men. Some did not like that we were working as they had, Walking in their shoes, but we sure did.