rebmasters

Boy

Another beaten, broken heart;
bruised, battered, softened, stultified.
You look in my tired, troubled, temperate eyes
& say you see my seasoned smile so hide 
somewhere & somewhat deep down dark inside.
Soul succinctly set beside soul.
Your soft smile & sweet, sure insistence in
seeking my gaze.
Try to tempt me.
Timing never was right for us baby.