Here’s Your Poem, Tom (#23)

She yelled, Tom Henryyyyy,”
With all of the anger and affection
His deed deserved
For he brought the digital aphrodisiac
Of 2048
Too her life

I’m not jealous
I play too
Sliding those tiles
Looking for the score
With the same verve
And passion she brings
To each round

As for Tom Henry
Somewhere I’m sure
He heard his name
Being used in vane
Most likely bringing
A delicate laugh to his
Gaming existence