I am the average female / He is typical male… questionably,
We have formed a heterosexual state of union, in an agreement,
We have become life’s soul mates and created equal partners…tentatively,
This perfect union we have formed is permanent, but, under condition.

We have lawfully made to love and esteem valuable our aim… love,
With each other’s feelings and future, we have made a promised… Together,
We aim to explore and discover our, “Oneness…” our, “Us…” jointly,
The united condition is that I agree, tentatively, to his inattentive abuse.

I know, from widespread intolerance, that IT’s a self-destroying cycle…
Esteemed Valuable, my life cycle now includes another, easily foreseen possibility…
That of Birth – Life – and… – Death, at the hands of Mr. Hyde, The Hidden,
My perfect union was formed under the fine false pretenses of unseen print.

I must be dutiful in bridling my tongue and watching my tentative step,
As stepping on eggshells is unavoidable, they are encased mines in this field of battle,
But, in this civil war, I have become civil servant, efficient at deactivation using foresight,
Can this “War by Terror” end in a more perfect union, being a Monarchy of Tyranny and tears.

Despite the peace agreements, despite my efforts, it happens once again,
I’m okay, I’m alright…, though there remains that possibility of my loss…
In the war’s recession, battle scars never heal, but there is slow civil change,
Mr. Hyde’s better half makes a valiant effort to make The Aim the best ever.

With the fine, unseen print now enlarged, knowing, I accept the bad, The Hidden
And The Contract that had been breached with the first appearance of Mr. Hyde…
If ever you find you yourself consoling yourself with, “IT happened only once…”
Though belated, “Don’t Take IT… especially from me, Esteemed Valuable. “Once is enough.”