His heart may be yours,
but his eyes will ever
wander:
Ponder
all the women
who will capture his glance
And,
by chance,
set him on
fire---
Desire:
You can never, ever truly
be enough, for he
Is but another
Male---
Thus pale
the fairy tales
Of the dreamy prince
and his one and only
bride---
For pride
shall cause
Your thoughts to burn
As he will
always,
always yearn
And you
will never
ever learn.
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