It was only one night,
nothing serious just sweet talk
Didn't expect you'd look for me,
when I'm out of your sight
Promised you'd wait,
Till' I'm ready again
It's been months since our first talk,
You're still there standing with roses on your hand
You saw my darkest rage,
I've expect you to give up
But you said you've got plenty of patience,
That I am free to consume
So you offered your hand,
And your chest
Waiting for my body to rest with
Thee didn't gave me the limit,
that most men do to girls whom they're courting
You said you'll be there on your own sanctuary,
While I'm still putting myself in discovery
No pressure just keep going,
as you showed you don't care about other's seduction
Because you said that I am the only temptation,
You're only willing to give in
I'm still full of doubt,
Traumatize on my old love
You might end like him
Thinking
If all of your promises are part of your sweet talk.
But you never get tired,
Just continues showing it in your actions
I see how you disregard,
Those girls who'd die just to crawl on you
Who'd do anything to have your kiss
Yet here you are patiently waiting,
for my acceptance.
YOU ARE READING
her say
Poesiajust poems, a self-made poems by me and dedicated to no one , ( enjoy the irony).