me written.

i speak to you
in a voice you cannot hear

but a voice you like

you relish the words

i whisper into your eyes

you get to meet me face-to-face

not too excited

just another conquest...


and then you see me

without quite looking

and you may notice

that i do the same

you can't hide the disappointment

etched into your face

i see it

even if it's not there

your anger grows

as i refuse to act upon

the false promises

i whispered into your eyes...

i like to take things slow

but you just want to

get me over with

maybe add my name to the list

that's not how i work

i don't jump in your lap

i must be a prude...

of course not.

but go ahead.

judge me.