He was a gentleman with gentler hands;
He brought her flowers that she liked
He was thoughtful, caring and polite,
And yet it seemed like nothing rhymed.
He’d spotted her across the room
On a dark and uneventful night.
He smiled and asked her for a dance
And she said yes, to be polite.
He was nothing like the others
So she told herself that she could try.
It would be nice to have a gentle man
Instead of all the ones who’d made her cry.
Her mother felt that he was charming.
Her dad remarked that he was smart.
Her friends, well they were all so jealous
And her? She thought he was alright.
It’d been a month, then two, then three.
A year passed before she knew
And there they were living together
But deep down she thought of you.
So when they asked her why she left
She said indeed their lives aligned
But when he kissed her in the night
It just seemed like nothing rhymed.
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