Common Intention

A smile hereA hello thereSimple amity knocks the doorOr romance to share His eyes praise                    her pretty faceYet, another game,                     the mind plays
The crow inside his brain crows,"She's an apple good to devour"
 You shouldn't blame himShouldn't call him namesIt's a common weaknessCommon to most males When one very direct      would get to the point,        this one takes the long routewith his heart on a plateSugar coated bitter lies,advises and aids             offered to the naive lass     in syrupy ways. All tricks played with         the common aim in mindJust to reach the finish lineall in good time