A Fool's Bravado

What more could you possibly need
Than another lover to pass the time?
Give me your number & follow my lead,
Undress yourself to a poet�s rhyme.

I�ll tell you �two�s the perfect number�
And I�ll tell you I�ll call you later.
But I�ll leave you alone after a one-night slumber,
Maintaining my reputations as a true player.

I�ll apologize openly if I see you again,
But I�ll be lying in every way.
Everything I say will be in vain,
You are nothing to me but panty-less prey.

Let�s make love right here, right now�
And I�ll turn that frown upside down.


This poem is original and copyright of Ben Ellsworth
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