Not Interested
i don’t know you
but you are known to me
i have encountered your eyes before
and recognize the nuance in them
speak to me plainly
your libations
don’t move my heart to ritual
as they once use to
nevertheless, intrigue my curiosity
surely something worth talking about
will make my whistle blow
something to rattle the spirit
and send high-handed sentiments low
you used to captivate me with intrigue
custom as you are to my formalities
you are hard pressed to find me indignant
still you intend to hold my love captive
wrapping calm, cool tales around cruel intent
balance truth and lie on your tongue
too much of either scorch your lip
and will unequivocally destroy your meal
Love always, Esha ❤