The Swap

Women are turning to men, And men are turning to women then, Roles are reversing, norms astray, A new dynamic comes to stay. She's taking control, he's lost his lead, Initiating moves, he once would read, Her strength rises from his delay, Protection born from his dismay. He's guarding his heart, once wounded deep, Yearning to be chased, his soul to keep, No longer the hunter, but the heart explored, Vulnerability he's never before. In this dance of power and tender might, Traditions blur, and new norms take flight, Equality unfolds, a balance true, A harmony of hearts, anew. He's the woman now, And she's the man.