It started like
this.... with a soft morning smile
that brought reminisces
of long faded pain.
With well chosen phrases
and feminine cliches,
portends of something that’s
starting again.
We danced with our words,
adroitly sidestepping
the uppermost question alive
in our hearts.
Is there someone, something,
you’re maybe not telling?
Is the sum of the whole
as big as the parts?
For me, the enticement of
newly found courtship
is exciting, enchanting
with a touch of romance
You’re older, wiser and
just so alluring
Should I hide from this
moment or run with the chance?
For you, is it thrilling,
or your moment of weakness?
Your confidence twisting
the signals you send.
The message is floating
out there in the ether,
It’s not how it started,
but how will it end?
