Jennie Renee Sparrow
Wicked Ways - Poem by Jennie Renee Sparrow
He was a tall dark stranger,
Giving me a wink with his smile,
Worn in a smirk that was crooked,
His eyes were filled with danger,
Made the time worth while,
I loved the way he looked.
His bare skin was shirtless,
Words flowed from his lips,
Everything about him was effortless.
He was calm and cool,
Not taken for a fool.
Handsome and smart from his black hair down to his black boots,
He was interesting, mysterious, and ordained by a lightning bolt tattoo.
When he licked his lips it was him that I wanted to taste,
Before I knew it he had put a spell on me with his wicked ways.
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