I’m not a girl who dreams to be romance
Those moments are fleeting just like his glance
Flowers are meant to live
So, why do we cut them to give
Everything is supposed to be removed from the stem
Instead I get pricked and wonder about him
He asked me a question that I had no answer for
I sit here with my head bowed and twiddling my thumbs looking at the floor
I am not going to be romanced
But still you kept trying to take that chance
Before I go I will try for you
give you one night and then we are through
When I go I will never think of you, not even on a whim
I will leave a note explaining who I am, within
Find you girl who dreams of soft kisses and slow dances
You will be better off instead of dealing with my circumstances
Honest, yet not at all devoid of fun. 😉
Thank you, Jim,))
hello beautiful Fia I’ve been getting to know you reading you it’s clear you’re a powerful woman…I’m unsure what it is that makes you stronger than romance I know I obtain for personal reasons maybe I just don’t buy into it maybe you are the same great write 💕
Thank you, crimsin;))
Powerfully penned, Fia. You really been on a roll lately, incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you, Damian. This means a lot to me
Exquisite piece of poetry. Well written Fia.
Thank you, Keith:))
Sometimes it’s the right person at the wrong time. Great ink.
Thank you, Nick:))
BIG
Thank you, Poet, xoxo