So Unlike Poem by Roshana Phillips

He tease me
So tenderly,
Playfully, cunningly;
As he be selective of his words
Yet not enough to fulfill my void

so unlike any other
that i will be falling
slowly, coldly
into his trap
that he plays with his best tap

mimicking every cry
of my heart
as he continue
to pick at the nerves of my heart

knowing my weak spot
piercing my mind
with his caressing cuts
yet so unlike
i made myself the dice
for his game
as he roll me
whenever he desires
as my heart and mind backfire.