“unsettled by the devotion he aroused”
The complication with high carat gold
In men is no one knows quite how to cope
With “gorgeous” in a guy. His beauties scold
All those around him. Most go off and mope
Because they know they do not have a chance
At him or when competing with his charms.
His beauty acts like Teflon. Just one glance
Deflects all hope. The beauty brings on harms
In all before him. He looms, David with
His sling, and those who might be giants find
That they are crumpled by the boy. The myth
Is brought to life in Rupert. All go blind
Like lumbering Goliath with the stone
Between his eyes. Both men and women groan.
~ Phillip Whidden
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