Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Fickle ?


          Fickle ?

One day a smile,
another
eyes bright beguile.
Here's another clue,
she's another you.
Someone,
warm and soft,
brought
my loins aloft.
How very fickle,
letting my
senses tickle.
My romantic nature led,
towards her,
being fed.
Full of hope to be,
making love
so tenderly.
Instead of missing you,
let my
passions re-new.
To take
another chance,
swing with a provocative dance.
Craving
more than sense,
having
no moral defence.
To be a
loyal lover,
always falling
for every other....