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Searching for her self esteem behind every zipper in town

She's aware he's awfully chivalrous for carrying such casual intent
While there's subconscious recognition he's a blend of canny ways
Mixed with filthy desire 

Leaving her plenty of room for discontent
His finicky facade that this helpless girl can't help but admire
While to herself she's being a liar

As if she could deny this mans selfish pursuance
Her misinterpretations are inevitable
A genitive surefire 

He'll maintain his obvious avoidance for exclusivity
She'll claim to have been perpetually blinded by his witty ways
As she induced her own misfire 

Those eyes of his will misconstrue
Betting on the fact she'll negate her own savvy finesse
That self proclaimed ability to see through 

Inevitably he'll be praised and built up as a statue
Like his soul
He'll be mended of stone

While in the interim
She'll be gazing pitifully 
Into shades of blue

Copyright © cass leigh | Year Posted 2012

Details | Cassandra Hartford Poem


Three months is date 
Six months our hearts pulsate 
Ninth month is here
If there isn't hate
Then soon will be a year  
We're really to believe it to be fate? 

Smothering ourselves in this theory 
A concept based solely upon the idealistic "soulmate" 
By this, we incorrigibly infatuate 
Neglecting what's real 
Ignorantly becoming our own hostages 
Essentially an internal inmate 

Prisoners who fear 
And self mutilate 
We're sitting patiently as we wait
And wait
Just to wait

Playing these games we're burdened to tolerate
Causing confusion 
Creating heartache

But in the end I'm betting all that I've got
Betting on the most evident of facts 
As I'll always be the first to call... 


Copyright © cass leigh | Year Posted 2012

Details | Cassandra Hartford Poem


Sleaziest of deeds were witlessly conceived 
Despite the vows once promised to abide
Lacking penmanship in the art of a game you designed 
Drawing blank inferences where the heftiest of prices reside
I'll be kicking the barrell from beneath you
Watching your gasp in all your impetuous pride
Your tarred lungs stifling for air 
Nearing the end, barely alive 
While hung on a rope
By knots you willfully tied
Cringing at the nostalgical arisements
Mere beggar of the love once denied
Mirage like chance that you'll survive
You created this monster, this Jekyll and Hyde


Copyright © cass leigh | Year Posted 2012

Details | Cassandra Hartford Poem

Could it be too much to say

Reckless desire midst the lack of composure in words

I'm lost in an infinitely vernacular coloristic state of bliss

Where words are seen only in the primaries

As I see you in you in colors that don't exist

Copyright © cass leigh | Year Posted 2012