Spy

You lied to me,
Without the tiniest hint of a blink
Made me feel superbly special
Convinced me that you were
The finest blend
I believed you
Agreed that not every spy
Is wicked and dreadful
But you are the worst
Primarily because you hid the deceit
Its only intuition and God
Who saved me,
Now you’ve baited another ill advised one,
Can’t say I envy this gold fish
She got into the wrong bowl.
That bowl that I know very well,
I wouldn’t say I wish you the best
Cos I would be wrong
So I’ll let you be
Left to fate
Rouge of a spy.

Copyright Ivory confessions 2010