With every effort to break free
Your marksmanship sniped at me
Expert at poker, rakish and charming,
In dealing the deck, shrewdly disarming.
I’m no fool to your fine art of seduction,
Your eloquent gift in rhyme’s production,
Yet once again,with your deft flick
I fall completely for your latest trick
Master in the art of stealing my heart
Agile manuevers in how you play the part
A talented performer,playing contrary roles
The Don Juan, as well as a saviour of souls
Love leaves me moonstruck and lightheaded,
Virgin bride,blushing brightly, newly wedded
A dance resumes, a step forward, two steps back
Heeding siren’s call,when you listened to the track
At odds with yourself when you denied emotion,
Oblivion’s fool to the turning tides of the ocean.
I still smile in the shadow of the moonlight
Recalling fresh Spring days of new lovers’ delight
Here at the alter of love, kneel down and pray
Bring gifts of worship and promise you’ll stay.
“We are all like the bright moon, we still have our darker side.”
― Kahlil Gibran