The Scribe

She is all strength and
I feel like I
am trying to solve a puzzle
I’ll never be able to pick apart.

I am wisdom, they tell me
like this is something to deny
for her benefit
but she already knows I won’t fight.
She has not asked.

I've tried treaties and tributes
over compensated with words
gifts work better, and plain honesty
neither seem to overwhelm her.

Simply, I am here
not pining, only wanting
watching as she stalks the halls
with tempers I cannot match
and passion I will not experience.

r.l.w

OctPoWriMo #5