Birds of Prey

Trust is dangerous.

If I wrote you a poem,
Would it help you fall in love?
Would you believe the things I tell you,
As we pull into a hug?

Would you take me at those words,
And fancy me sincere?
Would I bed you with my charm,
Or control you with your fears?

Would you hold me tight and kiss me,
As we talk atop a pillow?
And when I did not call you back,
Would you think yourself a widow?

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