And just for thought...
Sophisticated in finely pressed button downs, freshly ironed khakis.
An immaculate presentation for a not so pure faced man.
Charmed many and loved few, no memories show witness in your smile.
There are no intelligent words for a fool who only sees his own reflection.
Sitting on your throne, your papers neatly stacked on your fine desk, perfectly placed pens.
Your home is as clean and just as empty, just like you.
Glamorous fish tanks next to plush leather couches along vacuum lined carpets.
You apologized for the unmade bed but the sincerity eluded your voice.
I imagine many a woman has been tangled in those sheets.
You proclaim your age merits knowledge, wisdom.
Your experience sits in that firm white collar.
Exciting manufacturing for a man who hasn't lived that different of a life than me.
Stoically graceful, lusted by many.
There's no great love for a man who never gave me a chance.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.