Wednesday, February 5, 2014

A sonnet a day for February 2014 - day 5 - We play

As always you, soigné and beautiful
Refuse to look my way when passing by
It's cool. Your distance is excusable
My witchy fingers reach, stretch, bold and wise

I am not frequently so yell and grab
I know better than you how time does fly
Attention is work I labor in lab
All this work. I could fail, breakdown and cry

Love is a game I jump into and play
I twist 'bout my feet and spread open hands
All in or nothing is only the way
Left foot then right foot I go 'bout this dance

Loves me. Loves me not. Then loves me again
He will or he won't. Who knows with these men?

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