The Playboy Poem by Goodenough Sakhile Dlamini

The playboy
I didn't love you for the first time
you loved me for what I ‘am looking like
i said a thing that you were waiting to hear,
you wanted, you willing to tolerate from the boy like me.
I appear to you as someone who is willing to make love to you...
I promise you the world….i gave you the hard time to think
I play with words to play with your mind and feelings...
You assumed that i really wanted to make love with you...
Of course i was willing to make you love me.
With preparations complete to say that you love me too,

it never took much time for you to decide, i know this is my game
it always the same to other girls i have right now
to you I ‘am an angel also to them too…
You break up with your boyfriend; you gave me everything to show love.
You even break your last promise of your life made in front of your parents
because you wanted me to be satisfied; you wanted me to stay with you…
you let me break your virginity
yeah in my expression you saw the hope
but deep inside me I ‘am not the one you see and heard talking…
I am starting conflict so that we will break up and then…
I am continuing with my operations, that what I ‘am talking about
the playboy