Saturday, February 11, 2012

THE COURTSHIP MESS

Her twinkling eyes
That magnificent smile
Attracted me nigh
Made me feel like to die

I attacked  ferociously like a tiger
Getting the commodity was my only target
A shiver under my spine
Wondering what I do spit

A throat was cleared
As a mind went empty
There I stood like a post
Mumbling some inaudible verbiage

She looked through my cornea
I thought I had con her
In my tiny shell called love,
Go back and learn
A clear answer I earned.

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