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2/07/2002

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 ~

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