Your hand
Held hers
But your eyes
Reached
For mine
Sleight of hand
Shifting focus
You a player
With a pocket
Full of hearts
A romantic magician
With a 52 card deck
Full of trick plays
And when you called
For my final bet
I went all in
Losing everything
Because
You turned my heart
Into a spade
Very emotive 😦
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Reblogged this on Poetry Inspector.
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I usually have to read poetry so slowly just to grasp the concept, but yours has such a great flow, even I could read it effortlessly.
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That was a good one.
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