In the blink of an eye she was gone
I felt like a shorn sheep
Without the one I loved
But love is like that, gone in a flash
Snatched away by a thief
Whilst rooted to the spot
Tottering around like a drunk man
Grovelling in the dust
Lashed by regretful pride
When remorse is finally over
Tattered ego reborn
Start over, spin around
Be single again glancing slyly
At every enticing curve
Maybe that one perhaps?
Maybe so - all good things come to those who wait
ReplyDeletePlenty more fish in the sea, so the saying goes.
ReplyDeleteNice use of the words, Oldegg!
Nice! Yes, there is always a beginning. Your third stanza is strong and insightful. I can picture this, and may have felt that way myself once upon a time.
ReplyDeleteNext! Just how many relationships have come and gone over your years of writing?!!
ReplyDeleteCome Whirl with me!
Be single again glancing slyly
ReplyDeleteAt every enticing curve
Maybe that one perhaps?
Nice to be accorded a lot of added opportunities!
Hank