All the twenty feet that lies between
the length and breadth of our voices breath
So mysterious doe fawned chocolate eyes
takes my order so simplistic for sustenance
Angelic face of Devil's heart
I introduced myself
You said I'm Gin or Jen
But I knew we could never begin again
Wispers familiar in your accent tell me
we won't be
The better of this
must make sure of that
Aye, I'm now sharper in detecting a serpent
for only poison meanders twas lowest point
Thus my heart protected
but only dying my shame
Shame that was almost introduced
had I shown my true affection for you
But, non the less I'm now past those things
representing worthless gains.
For October had graduated to spring
I placed my order at that counter-our counter
Relieved, saddened to find you had gone
wanting to scold for you past trespasses with tone so cold
So almost a year past
I sit counter married across town from that eatery
To realize what idiots we were-for my infatuation of you
of your depression of affection toward me, you-anyone
As lowly esteem comes-guttural in gin filled glass
I recall that November day I made a pass!
Laughing, I poured the hiding liquid
not wanting to leave the bottom of my glass
Regretting I never told you to kiss..........
my lips
To be filled with gin-if not Jen!
* A simple piece about finding out that someone is attractive on the outside but their insecurity produces lacking on the inside.
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