I said I hate men,
but you are exceptional.
I can smell the manhood that you have
from afar.
Maybe chivalry isn’t dead
because opening a door is far from a big deal,
and you touch me politely
as if I were fragile and delicate.
You are very kind and thoughtful.
You know when I’m tired.
You know when I’m mad.
Darling, when your mortality has expired,
only then can I say
chivalry is dead.
—Red
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