Mention Poem by Warren Augustus de Guzman

She mentioned time was not on our side
And by the rule of the clock she must abide
She had spent too much time with me tonight
and a few more moments, his wrath would incite
I am not one to run away from a foe
But his love for her would be mortal ammo
He would make short work of my resolve so frail
For my love does not equal his, he shall prevail
Tragic though how she flocks to my side
When he is away, she acts untied
In me she finds answers to finite needs
Of physical wants and shameless deeds
While he gives her love in its purest form
In a neat little package, sweet and warm
And although his love is true and brazen
His efforts merit only honorable mention