It's Over Poem by Sarah Sisson

I charm you, entice you and make you go mad.
You're just one of many, the many I've had.

So why do you linger when I told you no?
You must find anther, so off you should go.

You stick to me aimlessly. I've no desire
to melt in you arms or give wind to you fire.

You must loose this thing you have for me; I swear
I no longer care for you. You're not aware...

...that I have moved on from you; you weren't that much.
I just used you for entertainment and touch.

Copyright 02-02-2009 Sarah Sisson