he’s a cookie with no chips
and quite yummy
i must say
* * *
He can be a good man.
He’s still a torn man.
Not between good and evil,
but between love
and getting over her
when she’s right there
in front of him
in lace and bare skin
and asking him to stay.
He sits with her on the couch,
with the scar on his brow.
And she needs him.
She may even love him.
So he’ll stay.
He’ll always stay for her.