By Cryingshame58
Date: 2003 Jul 22
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Worn Down

I am aware of the sparkle in the eyes
To the flattering words of surprise.
In an instant I am overwhelmed with tinges
With immediate reluctance signal my senses.

The pursuit is more attractive than the pursuer
Like craving spicey merlot other than a noble connoisseur.
Keeping a distance and diversions protect my heart
Coy and clever intentions tear my defenses apart.

Sensational maneuvers ignite my affectionate taste
Causes my cognizance to be futile and a damn waste.
Struggling to defeat man's treacherous cunning goal
I marvel as I surrender of his persevering soul.