Compliments

What do I have to prove?
To you?
Nothing.
To myself?
Everything you can imagine.
Just to keep you,
From ever asking me that question again.
And I will do it...
To keep your lips sealed!
When that happens,
That will provide you with proof enough!
And your lips will not part,
To say another thing about me!
However...
Be free to express to me,
Your compliments if you wish...
In my presence!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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