Deflated

When I gave you my affection!
You played with it.
Remember?
When you believe what I displayed,
Needed an inspection to be made.
As if to authorize,
A rising caught by surprise.

And I was quick to split!
Taking with me what was witnessed,
As a beginning of a lift.
Deflating an anticipation to stubbornly sit!
Without a chance of it again,
Being raised with a contemplation....
To discuss or revisit.
Regardless of your pouting of fixed lips!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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