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Playing the Field

I'm confused, mentally I'm at a crossroad due to years of trial & error with failed love attempts, a small ratio of my mind doesn't know if she's an angel in disguise disguise or heaven sent so as I...play the field do I stick to the playbook, or run a series of no huddles. I've cut off all contact with the outside world in this tunnel I'm in, ain't nothin like starting over again but me, like so many others don't know if love, true love is something I should continue to fight for. The reality is I've heard it all before, most women I come in contact with knock on the front but once they see the real me exit out the back door. I guess they must be used to the sugar coated rug of street dreams and I display that honest hardwood floor so as I...play the field like an employer this is an interview process I got a lot of applicants, yeah alot of em wanna see what's happening but unfortunately for them only one woman can fill that void. My persona is so attractive to the opposite sex, I display impeccable poise and I have no interest in a woman who in the essence is nothin but alloy. Life is about decisions nevermind the opinions and on the road to riches I'm wealthy beyond measure so I encounter alot gold diggers so I question this time around with the next one I date, is this where I call off the search party, minus the up's and downs isn't she worth the wait if she'll bring me joy, so why hesitate, let us escape to that island of tranquility that no one thought was reachable so I beseech you with one final request, seek perfection with me...no one's perfect but I'll try if you will so let us both just say yes

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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