Sweet Talk

Open your mouth.
Form words.
And make sound.
Say the first thing that comes to your mind.
Don’t think, just speak.
But please, don’t you dare sweet talk me.

I don’t want to hear it,
Just as much as you probably don’t want to say it.
So let’s make it easy on both of us.
Be real, be genuine.
That’s what I really want.
But please, don’t you even think of sweet talking me.

If you must be sweet,
Then at least be original.
Don’t read me some stupid love poem,
And expect me to jump into your arms.
Because I won’t.
So please, don’t even attempt to sweet talk me.

Those four little letters, that pesky “L” word.
So easy to spell,
But so hard to say.
Easily misunderstood,
And made into something different.
So please, don’t say it unless you fucking mean it.

Sweet Talk

Mariah Jones

Portland, United States

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It was Valentine’s Day in poetry class, so naturally we were assigned to write an in-class love poem. We were to reach into a bag and randomly pick out one of those candy hearts, and whatever the heart said was to be our title. As you can tell, I take Valentine’s Day very seriously…

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