flirt.

the attention he gives
my heart a sponge
i sop up his smile
his brave revelry

yep, i do
like to play
toy with the boy
stuck in the corner

it makes another jealous
feel his scorn
to break his heart
i will depart

which breaks mine
ever tougher…

what turns me -this way
i gave my vow
eternally forsaken
ever lasting fool

i beg, borrow, steal
i keep lusts hidden
wandering mind
lost to hell fire

i want them all
their romantic flames
kept stoked with a twist
of my tongue

Poetry

4 Comments Leave a comment

  1. cool cos
    some of us
    have only had one
    lover
    and tho under
    cover
    and in her vagina
    nothing could be finer
    cept her keeping her mouth
    shut
    and being austic
    and realistic
    i am done with love

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