Shrewdly Played Charades
He said “I love you” in the night
when all he truly meant was that
he longed to kiss and hold her tight.
She said “forever lets begin”
when hearing words he spoke to her
and then she willingly gave in.
Their passions flowed, he curled her toes
for fifteen minutes then without
pretense he up and donned his clothes.
She said “don’t go, please stay with me
you promised me your love” but
rudely he ignored her shameless plea.
He said to her “you’re quite a score,
and I’ve enjoyed your charms” as he
was quickly walking to the door.
She said “I think that I’ve been had,
been duped and used again by one
who’s nothing but a cunning cad.”
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These games with hearts are often played
by scoundrels just for thrill and sport
while leaving hopeful dreams dismayed.
And so to all the fair young maids
who long for lasting love, beware
of men who shrewdly play charades.
November 6, 2020
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