Even if your dance card is full you must identify with this in a metaphorical sense.
~*~
Punch Bowl Mistress
Punch bowl mistress, ease of ladled smiles
Heart now standing open waiting in the aisles
Flowered corsaged lady, where did your lover go
Why are you alone tonight, watching others flow
Take out that open dance card, find a way to start
Never lose your patience dance on out for hearts
Romeo is bleeding, he's scared and must pretend
He hurts too much to let go, much less to just begin
His absence is a hint now to just let him leave
He tries but he's impatient while you still believe
He screams from you this favor he never asked for proof
He spoke of distant pleasures ,then you had to goof
This mistress of the punch bowl, educated heart
Clouded eyes of blue now, much bluer in the heart
A mistress is a mistress is a mistress. Hard to take and it kills the heart of love.
Kathy
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on October 26, 2007
Metaphorically, my a**, I identify with it because you took the mistress of the punch bowl and wrote her into my heart, hard not to identify . . . Ya did it again, hon . . .
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Ron
thanks for sharing this wonderful piece
Peace & love be with you
William
Christine
Never lose your patience dance on out for hearts
A wonderful way to go!
Love,
ET
Kathy