You'Re No Good For Me

Closed off heart when you came around. Persistent you were with your primitive tongue. Sweet lies lined your foreign lips— Surprise. The soul wanted in and considered this. Red flags—waved in the wind. So many, but who was counting. Those who live long say ‘Life is Short’. I say— Adventure is a reward to the seeker who sought. No need to fear feelings when you can roll with the flow and explore. A matched union? Perhaps yes, perhaps no. A scented candle burned to its wick’s end. Jasmine scent seeped from its heat in a puddle of melted wax. Hot, hot, hot—too hot, Sizzling. Heat erupting from within. Too hot, too hot. Argh! Argh! Only your touch could turn off the heat; but the reality is ‘You’re no good for me’.