A charmer whose philosophy wielded silk threads,
through the concept of diversity filled his head.
Impenetrable satin were the strength of his ideals,
fascinated me for “real”.
Both who sought after the cream of life and the butter of passion,
only one of us embodied that true fashion.
A fool I was in amidst of all the false,
my negligence was the cause.
Longing for grace and articulation,
composure and poise,
I was just the target interest of a high class tycoon representing his sex toy.
Sex a failure,
cause my temple could not bear his manhood,
disappointment knew no standard.
He left such without a trace.