she fell in love
with a subterfuge
of a human,
manipulating words
into timely and
recurring emotions.
turning smiles
into idiosyncrasy
and crying into yore.
Act One
he started off easy,
with the tip of a hat
and a sly smile so thin
you'd walk a tight rope across it
Act Two
he had a way with words
that swept you
off your feet
without fail nor hesitation.
twisting love into lust,
and happiness into heartbreak,
and there's nothing
you could do to stop it
Act Three
as the final act prevailed,
he left with a surprise.
playing with her
heart strings like
a talented guitarist.
a song so beautiful
she seemed to dance
little did she know, she was dancing on strings
Prelude
as you see,
that was his trick.
turning a girl into a puppet
helplessly relying on
the strings she was
suspended upon
so if i may, i bid you with this,
never trust a magician
because a magician
never reveals his
secret, nor his
tricks
Jul 22, 2013
Jul 22, 2013 at 3:18 PM UTC
she fell in love
with a subterfuge
of a human,
manipulating words
into timely and
recurring emotions.
turning smiles
into idiosyncrasy
and crying into yore.
Act One
he started off easy,
with the tip of a hat
and a sly smile so thin
you'd walk a tight rope across it
Act Two
he had a way with words
that swept you
off your feet
without fail nor hesitation.
twisting love into lust,
and happiness into heartbreak,
and there's nothing
you could do to stop it
Act Three
as the final act prevailed,
he left with a surprise.
playing with her
heart strings like
a talented guitarist.
a song so beautiful
she seemed to dance
little did she know, she was dancing on strings
Prelude
as you see,
that was his trick.
turning a girl into a puppet
helplessly relying on
the strings she was
suspended upon
so if i may, i bid you with this,
never trust a magician
because a magician
never reveals his
secret, nor his
tricks
