Little Boy
You play with my heart like a
Paper Ballerina
Making it dance for you
Sending it into
Perfect Arabesques
Flawless Pirouettes
Exact Battements
And then,
When you're done,
Bored
You crumple it up and throw it away,
Along with all the other hearts you treated like toys
And then,
you beg for a new toy,
just to break it
And then,
demand another
Just like a Little Boy