Good Woman

Losing the game of love.

I need a good woman

To have and hold

Not another, heart breaker

Wicked soul stealer

Loving in cold blood

Or just a little girl

Living in, a sheltered world

Walking tall, like she knows it all

Striding confidently, to her own downfall

Making fools of men

Like a spider, consuming them

Playing games with anger

Pushing him, for the thrill of danger

The master, of whispers

Spreading lies, with the slyest of tongues

Told through, bitter kisses

Like the devil, fulfilling wishes

But you languish, at the bottom of the list

Her head, stuck in the clouds

Her feet, never touch the ground

Like a shooting star, she flies

Until she explodes, in the sky

Leaving devastation, in her wake

No one left unscathed

From her selfish mistakes

But I am the one you hate

Author's Note

Reviewers feel free to interpose sexes.

Reviews

[Jillian Angel Sandoval]

A delightful honest and refreshing read. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Good show.