The Gentleman Came and Went.

So coy...so gentle.
Young strapping gentlemen have arisen
from your typical yobbish warya’s 
bopping on the highroad streets. 
Their clothes edgy and fresh
their swagger noted to the point. 
Charm smouldering around
inflicting our ladies to swoon and melt inside.


And no this isn't from the fake lies
cool swave compliments and empty promises.
No these ARE honest,
to the point
open to an extent
reasonable enough to think 
you have reasoned  your significance 
or as you told yourself part and parcel.
A position that you hold control
Of which you really don't
but are conditioned to thinking you made this fair and just aggreament....


but everything changed....
when one falls for thee gentleman....
of charm and stature 
of confidence and inspirations.




{Torn, be-soaked in tears and frustrated,
of what I told myself of this half acceptable.
Half wanting. 
And fully knowing that its a matter of time,
till I break and crumble illuminously inside.n9v}

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