Oh, ye gentleman of strength and gallantry
Be it in duel or military
With thine will thou maketh
All that be in this world
Of grace and beauty yet
In all ye turns amid brawn
To those of thine own gender
Of love
It be not seeking weakness
Or sign of which that thou
Turns to one who may match thine
Deliver to thee the influence
Of body of thine soul in return
Male with foil
Thou areth Achilles
Plunges at what be
Forward for not
Only what be pain
Of battle of sexuality
For ye male
None but thine own brand
Will do or suffice
For wench be to thee
Merely to procreate
Thine nobility of all
That be sacred in thine
Breed
Male of adoration
Resist thine sword
Of battle thy
Strife and pride
Whilst possessing
What Stabs thy in delight as
Thou does in retaliation
Gentry elite in acts
Of lust of flesh
That confer and obtain
From source of aggression
O’ rage that be inflicted
In savagery of thine
Nature of Sodom’s
Obliteration cometh
From deity
Of wrath have not
Mercy upon thee
My name is Gianni Truvianni, I am an author who writes with the simple aim of sharing his ideas, thoughts and so much more of what I am with those who are interested in perhaps reading something new. As for the details regarding my life I would say that there is nothing that lifts them above the ordinary. I was born in New York City in 1967 on May 21st and am presently living in Warsaw, Poland where I wrote my first book “New York’s Opera Society” now Available on Amazon.
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