Casanova (Soul Reclaimation Project) Poem by Brian Hinckley

He's sharply dressed
and kills you with a look.
He leaves behind broken hearts
and never looks back.

He's the kind of guy
every man wants to be.
He is a casanova
in an age of posers.

He speaks in a voice
that's as smooth as silk.
Cautionary note however,
he speaks with a forked tongue.

The girls all want him,
but only a fool loves him.
He is the king of the party,
yet lives in a lonely kingdom.

I changed my wicked ways
and cast womanizing to the side.
No longer casanova,
I watch the posers and laugh.

Hate me or love me,
I no longer care.
Reformed under trial by fire,
I'm now just me.