A Pain-Less Difference

 
I was the wrong type of pain for You.
And even though I had the desire to please
You knew I could not give You what
You needed.

Too Old Fashioned, isn’t that what You said?
Grew to respect and love women
I could not, would not
Hit You
Whip You
Spank.

I did consider the latter
when I Felt I was losing You.
For our intimacy mattered
and this I felt You knew.

But the weight of innuendo, lies
Rumor and friendly spies
caused me to cave under
their pressure for it was coupled
with my anxiety of how we
would make “ us ” work. . .

I saw it
from every angle
Dreamed it
and got entangled
and tripped over me.

Sorry.