Andrew Crisci Poet Lyric

My Weakness

Sweet Heaven! 
My weakness 
is falling for
women with long hair.
Sweet Heaven!
My playboy's ways charm
them more than that handsome
baseball player
who's handsome
and winks without restraint.

My weakness spoils taste,
not its flavor, this fame
of an incredible lover
it's due to an irresistible need
to conquer and deceive, indeed;
I break naive and weak hearts,
I don't apologize to anyone. 
it's the ego of the cruelest man
with the intention to win;
it's the habit of repentless trolls!

I shuffle cards
and watch players
with restless eyes
and restless fingers
they are learning to play
Game Queen:
a nightmare never seen;
they look around with dismay.
My weakness
is not falling for the woman
at the round table,  
but to win and be their idol!

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