Every silly love poem I’ve ever written
every love song I’ve hummed along to.
All those fuzzy, warm dreams of a life of perfection
leading up to the famous and final ‘I do’.
So many brush strokes that paint the unobtainable
A myriad of possible and probable flaws!
In every silly love poem I’ve ever written
and every stupid love song I’ve hummed along to.
The Midweek-Motif: Foolishness over at Poets United asked us to write about human foolishness… I was done writing for the day (some of my friends are complaining that they can’t keep up with me – and I haven’t dared tell my analyst how prolific I’m being), but this just… Poured out!