Your Everything Poem by Stephanie Breana

I’ve got each of you
wrapped around my finger
I’ve got you all in
my pockets attached to those
same strings
Playing with each of you
like the puppets that you are
You see I can tell what you need
within a few seconds of meeting you
I know what you want
You’re all the same yet slightly different
Are you the good guy with the
dark deviant side, dying to
let it all out?
Are you the cocky good looking guy,
that has no clue what to do with a woman?
Are you the deep sinister guy with the sweet
side, that’s looking for love but just doesn’t
want to see it?
I can see it all
I can be it all, your everything