A promise to myself

that I just cannot keep

to walk away or turn the other cheek

or  stop day-dreaming. Then it starts again


It’s that subtle lilt within your voice

your tongue-twist of carefully crafted words

that scintillating, sliding glance

and there I go again, unravelling


Then you’re feeling me

like I’m feeling your magnetic pull

like magic, you suddenly appear

Your pockets filled with tricks


My head and heart cannot agree

about where I ought to  be

but before I change my mind

I’m in your arms entwined


It’s that old devil called love again


10 thoughts on “Always

    1. Yes, Joan – still practicing my art playfully as you rightly say. Of course it doesn’t mean that I don’t have love on my mind 😀 Thank you for stopping by. I’m coming over to visit your blog now.

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