Damaged Goods

A wolf in sheeps clothing

Photo by Debby Hudson on Unsplash

A little wine, a little cheese
What else would you seek
As that charming pretender
Spots your heart on your sleeve

You knew when you met him
He might eat you alive
Give you all that sweet loving
Leave with the rolling tide

A wolf in sheep’s clothing
You predictably fall
Thinking it will be everlasting
Ticking minutes after all

He’s a scoundrel like others
You’ve met him before
Lurking in the shadows
Knocking on your door

Like a wily old fox
Enticing you in
You enter his lair
Free fall into his skin

That rascal is leaving
As fast as he can
Joining all of his partners
Leaving dust in the sand

Emboldened with sadness
No bitterness in your heart
Think you’ll ever learn that lesson
Choose freedom from the start