brief affairs
I don't have the heart, to tell my heart to go
starts down promise avenue, is there I lose my way
yet I, still yet, want to follow where it leads
even though it may take me, so very far astray
what choice do I have, I'm not choosy
as I ride upon love's carousel of chance
come on heartbeat, why can't you show me?
some happy ending and wonderful romance
urging me, to be urged, by your urgent call
taken me on a oneway trip, left me in the rough
a day may come, the day, when I've heard it all
and at long last, decide that, at last, I've had enough
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Posted: Apr 2010
About this poem:
this is not about underwear.....just playin'
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rob