Drifted

DRIFTED Handsome embroidered with biceps every woman's heart would melt and fonder A gentleman to every woman's needs For him it was her His love had come along Her subtle colour ever so attractive and lovable Her mind was at work A brew so vicious that the pot would tilt and put the fire off Not in a million would he imagine it Was that colour for love or a chameleon on defense? To him love was obvious An echo of their love was in every situation at every rendezvous Defined at a world fair And it sprung well in spring in a sweet affair His eyes were fixated at this butterfly,his heart's only delight Not with her,hesitation had started creeping in to every meet of their fun Since when did her heart not leap at his call of meet? Appalled at what was before him and in his world of peace This was totally foreign to him She went flat and cold She couldn't even accept his hold He was patient she was persistent She deliberately made herself unlikeable She seemed happy not to be reachable His world is shutting the door on him With no shred of remorse To this deep wound he has to nurse The butterfly has flown And now he is alone...