Player

Watching him across the room
Wicked smile of cruel intention
Holding court, spinning lies
Telling tales of immense proportion

Razor-wit, doled out, with care,
In less than lethal doses
To fall on ears attuned to
A rascal’s charm … beware

Rapscallion eyes find mine
A wink, a nod to indicate
The game’s grown tedious
He disentangles from love’s blind

And returns to his security blanket … me