Will I Ever Learn


wit and wile
ageless style
first seduce
and then beguile
enchantment spun
a dazzling show
with silken chains
tie fast the bow

binding bruising
almost losing
budding trust
so self abusing
fading faith
surrenders power
trades the soul
for happy hour

drink and dance
pursue romance
with pheromones
and sultry glance
lure the willing
close the gap
ensnare another
spring the trap

wake and wonder
same old blunder
frantic pairings
mimicked thunder
echoed noises
drowning pain
a hollow storm
all sweat no rain

parched and dying
lost soul crying
plumb the darkness
test the trying
the pieces torn
gladly greet
forgiving morn