I walked into this blind

blind love

She hid her imperfections from my sight

I seen what I wanted to see 

and I was blinded by the light

She dazzled me with dancing and foreplay

I didn't know how to shake her off

She knew how to recharge my batteries 

and that made me feel good in side

I was wired for sound

She reeked with amplifiers

and aggressive tunes

She sang the oldies

That made me feel young again

Like I was in my twenties

and foot loose and fancy free

She counted the dollars on my head

She known I had some spare change

to spread around Like a clown I did with ease

Dear Lady I aim to please

I got careless I started to drift

I didn't see what was in the mist

She was  cooking me like I was stew

In the pot lined with gold

She seen beyond my years

and matched her wits against mine

I was the loser in this game

I will never be the same

she was the game changer

I wanted to tame

Who am I to blame

She was a flame

The fire set off a storm

Flames burning down the house

wasn't safe for man or mouse

Never dealt with such aggressions

my flesh was burnt beyond recognition

This old flame

 

Knew her game

and I was just a toy in her attic

I was problematic

She wiped me away

 

Like I was chock on a board

She put an end to me 

She had me floored

She wasted me

For she was bored

I was concord by that little twit

Reviews

[Confuser]

Smitty, sounds like she got him good! I am a music lover and thought when you wrote blinded by the light, Mansford Man,....blinded by the light; later I read, toy in her attic and thought, Aerosmith, Toys in the Attic album. I really liked the progression to the ending; he got took; that love I guess. Great writing. Thanks. Dale

[Valentine]

This is one of your best writes. I love the first three lines. I think a guy would enjoy being a toy in a chicks attic. Kathie