Foolish - Poem by April Michelle
I never understood your need to be as sly as a fox. Sleek at dusk, yet distant at dawn. Quips and puns a hearty meal in your daily fix.
You drugged me with your best box wine,
you seduced me with baby, baby, baby you're all mine.
Although I played coy, I always knew
I was just a quick and simple fix in your daily does of kicks.
Night after knight, high after hi, I fed. Foolishly, I gave.
Ready at will every call you made ready to feel.
A little bit naughty, a little bit nice - baby is it okay if you find a new vice?
© 2010 April Michelle
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