You’ve never been serious,
always like to have your fun.
Enjoy yourself whilst learning
about the person, what it takes,
to make or break eachother.
I’d say it’s a profession,almost a career –
those hips of yours,
moving and hustling the hearts out of naive girls.
If only they knew.
Wearing hearts on their sleeves,
you know what’ll make and break them.
So indeed you do, it’s a goal.
Here you stand before me,
this peacock display of manly pride.
You sway your hips right through my door.
You’ve been in my shadow for a while,
trying to find where exactly is my heart,
so you can break me like the others.
It’s weaved inside my walls of defence,
and you’re not getting to me.
Although I do like this attention.
Author notes
A Charmer. Flirty and friendly and never serious. Can't trust them. Forgive my writing its terrible at the moment, writers block
What is your interpretation.?
Comments
-
Fraught is attentive gazes, what fighting for you honor and proclaimations of love, hath known fury, eh?
Adding your comment:
