Thoughts of a Young Lady

/This Young Lady/

Gajra smells of rebellion,
earrings tinkling with confidence,
a smile full of love,
for self, and the universe,
and all the tiny constellations of people around,
some, mere moment's eye contact,
some permanent members of the heart's guest list.

Darling,
I look petite gullible and what not,
My smile will take your heart away.
If you mess with me,
so will my words.

So sharp, their pain will dig into your heart,
splitting into two,
and love,
you will be left with
just regret and guilt,
for a lifetime .