Master Of Disguise Poem by H Seeking

I am the master of disguise
I could be the best of spies
But I just satisfy myself
With a bunch of lies

I am a faceless fiend
I pretend to be a friend
And into a thousand pieces, your heart
I can rend

She loves me
From her missives I can tell
But for no reason or rhyme
I just bide my time

I have a few more wild oats to sow
No time for petty rows
Why, how could I resist
Isabel Crow or even Lisette Marlow?

I follow them with my cyber eyes
I watch their every move
People usually give up after a few tries
But not me I am the master of disguise

Sometimes I falter
On my way to the altar
But usually
I am the rock of Gibraltar

One day I know
My true love I will show
That tis only her
That I truly adore