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an epitome of perfection
that's who he is
or rather
what i thought he was
lady luck sure didn't omit my door
i believed

a perfect gentleman
right from my dreams
physical beauty?
i was awed.
an envy of my girlfriends
little did i know:
a wolf in sheep's skin

a player
as they are referred presently
an unlike pole to anything
anything in skirts
a lust like a raging fire
fire that consumes everything
everything it graces to ashes
a heart breaker yet a looker

a rift between friends
blame him, yet
you never accuse him
a soother,less talk more action
call him "smooth operator" but:
worse than them all

be warned
be ware
that NO sign, is all over him
ladies open your eyes
it's inside, not appearance
be intelligent
mr. smooth operator
is
was
and will be preying
don't fall victim
Remember
you got brains

- Liz