Her Other Side A Sharks Pride - Poem by Drack Valentine
Exotic eyes blissful face
Betrays her other side a crimson taste
She sat across from me
My eyes not leaving
For why? I can’t stop thinking
To good to be here? What’s her deal?
She came in the end what’s her deal?
Perhaps ill get her a meal?
To learn how she doth feel?
I know her kind slippery like snakes
Minds always turning no brakes
But something’s different here lies
Behind such beautiful eyes
A careful discreet guise
That something something deep in side
Protect your heart from this one
This is one of a kind that would make things fun
But not before a snatched hand takes fire from sun
Like a beating heart undone
So now I sit without her air
What? No transfixed glare?
Over here over there?
No she’s gone leaving herself bare
Oh in this letter how I care!
So sad this side of her
Like a cats very last purr
To have and to hold my wants being to console
But why and to what end
I think on the other side of the pen
Its the letter is all
your senses have taken leave
don’t be her thrall!
Not that it would be bad
To be her new fad
Tis not that sad
In fact I’d be glad
Your possessed your going mad
Give her time and you’ll be back to sad
Then perhaps my friend she can stay
For me perhaps to play?
Hell ill bake cookies everyday!
Funny this one doesn’t want any pay?
I guess that’s just her way.
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