It Sometimes Does

~ It sometimes does ~ 2/8/02. I played with this for the longest time trying to write a serious poem... but it insisted on being silly....as it sometimes does. Somewhere near the end of adolescence I first encountered this thing known as love. Out beneath that orb of luminescence I tasted sweet romance and pain thereof. My first love was a thing of fragile beauty and I was captivated from the start. A Guinevere of Camelot, a cutie, who gave me my initial broken heart. With age and time I really did no better, my heart became a home for broken dreams, my life a country lyric to the letter, disaster the result of all my schemes. Then came the day I fell in love with you... you think it can't get worse and then it do. ~ © 2002 By: W.D.Neighbors ~