The Use of Poetry
I wrote her a poem, so happy was she
she swooned when i read it to her
and then she fell in love with me
My words were so hypnotic, seduced was she
I soon realized she wasn't in love with me
I had fooled myself, she just loved my poetry
I thought that I was in love.
she loved the words that I wrote
she left my love floating, just like a boat
on an ocean of emotion,
there it still floats.
Now my words have no meaning
I am empty and spent
I try and try to find the words
I don't know where they have went...
So the next time you write,
a fine woman poetry
don't show her your heart
or you'll end up like me.