When I look back
at all the missed chances,
the wilted roses
and numerous advances...(.I realize)
even if I'd place
the entire world in her palms
made her the exclusive topic
in every one of my songs....(it wouldn't have mattered)
because the fact remained
we weren't on the same page
I wanted us to become one
she felt I was trying to invade,
so I would throw my hands in the air
turn to walk away,
but she would slowly reel me back in
using provocative word-play....(oh she was good at it..lol)
she said something to me once
that stayed on my mind
she said 'she could make the sun rise'
twice before lunchtime,
I'm sure she was hypothetically speaking
still, I found it awfully impressive
so I started sending more and more roses
to show her I was intrigued by the message..... (but the flowers would always come back)
so I finally came to my senses
'threw in the towel'
I realized she was just a tease
that couldn't care less about flowers
nor was I her 'cup of tea'
or the one she'd show off to her 'homies'
I just happen to be the subject
she liked for 'amusement purposes only.

Copyrighted material 2014'

Bernard Snyder

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