Distraction
Throwing curves into the mix, there is no quick fix.
Spitting fiery words is just a distraction to
keep your eyes off the main attraction.
The way they move catches your eye,
the way they look makes your mouth go dry.
Growing angrier and angrier, the madness
sinks in. This one cannot stand to lose he
has to win.
Off in the distance you notice another,
you concentrate trying to keep your cover.
Temptation is hard to resist and you see
this one clenching his fist.
Copyright © Kandy Brant | Year Posted 2014
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