If I have to leave

Will you still think

of me  - somehow I

really don’t want

to know, except when

I’m feeling lonely.

 

Wishing somehow you

Weren’t so distant; and

would I start having

second thoughts – then

I would want you back.

In my life; possibly.

 

These days a kind girl

Seems so hard to find

I thought you were until

you gave me the third

degree – somehow I must

have been dreaming.

 

We were once deep in love

As I caressed and held you

tight – but you had control

of our hearts and our fears

year after year; I now know

I was completely blind.

 

Let’s face it babe, love is luck

And that’s about enough for

me – you took out a gun and

put several bullets through the

ace of hearts; too bad the cards

were in my shirt pocket . . .

 

‘2009’ RLS