The Conqueror of His Heart

She was a master tactician in bridging the walls of his resistance
With her mesmerizing eyes and increasingly alluring ways
No man who lives and breathes could shield himself against her
She could conquer any warrior’s heart in the strategies of love
And when she scaled his fortress and imprisoned his captive heart
In the tower of her unending love he wished he’d surrendered sooner

Bob Boyd

The Queen of Deception

I’m giving you an award for your deceptive skills.
You could have won an academy award.
Honestly, a word you’re unfamiliar with,
You were the goddamn best I ever knew.

And angel-faced and breathtaking beautiful,
Your looks gave you the perfect cover.
Your words and contrary actions, masterful.
Your fine tuned, believable lies so convincing.

Your attempts to fish other unsuspecting guys
Out of the many simp pools in the Internet
Were like a stellar playhouse performance
That me, fooled like them, found out about.

But you overplayed your deceptive games
When you thought this fish caught in your net
Was like just another mesmerized simp
Who wouldn’t have the cojones to walk

Forever away from the Queen of Deception.
But I was like a shark among those other fish
That had swam in deeper waters for years
And it was so liberating when this netted fish
Manned away from you so triumphantly.

Bob Boyd

What Were You Doing in My Dreams?

How is it you snuck into my dreams last night
Looking so happy, fresh and lucently pretty
Smiling and as young as you were so long ago
And of all things rowing a boat so easily on a canal?
When you smiled and opened that box in the boat,
The color brown, wooden and like a three foot coffin,
And pulled two identical men dolls out of it in suits
And tossed them into the river like undersized fish
The meaning of that curious, surprising action
Perplexed my dreaming mind. Was it me and me?

Bob Boyd

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