Tuesday, 30 November 2010

Price Of A Heart

He watched the telephone
Wishing for it to ring
He was feeling so alone
This man was in need of something

Then she walked through the door
He was lost in her eyes
She had a body to die for
The looks of beauty in disguise

She asked if he was for hire
He told her he was ready to start
She wanted him to find her desire
She was paying him to find her heart

She said her heart walked out one day
When the clouds were turning black
She wanted it returned someway
She would pay anything to have it back

So he gave her the heart that he had
And the price was at no cost
But she was a girl that was bad
Now his is the heart that is lost


copyright Chris Smith 2010

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