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....