Fill In the Blank

Your turnstile eyes should have
given away my
demise.

The chariot you rode in on,
with such ease
in trying to please,
almost brought me to my knees.

But I heard you,
before you spoke,
and I knew
without question,
I'd be broke.

One as
fill in the blank
as me
will always carry it
on her sleeve,
and never forget
to give the time of day
to his charm and his
sleaze.

The weight of you
crashing in
may well have broken the dam
and let the gushing begin.
But as it turns out,
you float.
So in the end,
nothing broke.

But I'll keep searching
for my sad bloke.

Reviews

[Carolynn]

I find this a bit funny because I’ve been there done that - and can happily say if you keep looking that bloke you’re searching for will likely appear in a strange and wonderful way :)