This
girl you see
This
young naive gal
This
innocent beauty
With
skin so supple
Unblemished
Clean
and sparkly
Bright
eyes
An
innocent yet shaky smile
Pink
lips
Well-formed
figured
Untouched
Untampered
Ripe
and young
This
young beautiful Bonita
This
young flower
The
one who loves you
The
one who craves for you
The
one who has written to you countless times
Words
of love
The
one unworthy of your attention
The
one that cares the most
She
sits and watches you
You
catch her stare
Yet
she acts unperturbed
She
distracts herself
Yet
her thoughts remain
She craves
deeply
Wishing
one day she’ll be worthy
Be
worthy of your costly attention
She
sits patiently
Watching
the hawks have their share
The
carnal beings of the world
They
tear little pieces of your good being
She watches
helplessly
Waiting
patiently for the day you’ll notice the colour of her afro curls
She
twists and turns
Yet
all you see is the stool she sits on
You
don’t even notice her hunger
You
walk past her
She
cringes in pain
You
hug the one behind her
Kiss
the lips of another
She
watches in horror
Tears
in red
Pain
intense
Heart
wrenched
Yet
hopeful
She
grows
She blossoms
A
flower of youth and beauty
The
tables turn
She
sees you in a different light
No longer
does she want you
She
despises you
Your
lifestyle
Your looks
Your
charm
You
plead for her attention
But it
is too late
She no
longer craves for you
You
stare at your reflection in the pool
The
horror is unbearable
Such a
fool!
Such a
fool you’ve been
You
look north and see her in the arms of another
The
worship in her eyes claws your heart
You groan
The
shame
The regret
The
pain
You
clench you palms
Grind
your tobacco stain teeth
And
you walk away in a hurry
For it is too late
You
had your chance...
By Sylvia
Chika
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© SylviaChika 2013
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Really?
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