Sweetness and flattery
Oh, my, I am blushing
Your words sent my heart, excited and flushing
Heat of joy as your delicately chosen words
Has succumbed my ego, for a moment, oh dear.
And, I must admit, I am overcome with your praise
And what may I ask is your intentions, naive ?
Are you mocking me as you steal my songs;
Or are you incredibly disdainful, meandering along?
In life it is clear, you manipulate your foes
Choosing their best for yourself, but not their woes
Woes and foes brought me to this place and fate
And one can’t get around experience and disgrace
But, I’m flattered that you’d steal my poetry, my love
And, I’ll tip my hat to your theft, and bid you, good day…
And, thank you ~ As you’ve made my way ~
Better, than I deserved… On any given Say (poetry)