Foolish To Fawn Over Them

Reach high,

don't be shy,

candle light was made for two.

liking lunges,

counting our grudges,

and making such assumptions

that lead to the grave

presumptions....

 

do you

know me

like you knew all the others?

cold, torn like paper tears,

caught you with a dew,

while the sirens sing,

pull you in

 

how foolishly

you think they love you.