Once again I am off my stride,
keep backing up into reverse.
Try to forget love left behind,
by writing in rhyme and verse.
A new day dawns, I must decide,
what to do with warm memories.
Should I let go or bury inside,
so perplexed by this quandary.
Your words of love, sentimental,
once brought smiles, now tears.
Power of love was instrumental,
helping me to quell all my fears.
Now heading for sure destuction,
time to take stock, change course.
Love comes void of instruction,
can be left with buyers remorse.
These feelings never seem to cease,
you shall have my love for all time.
Passion, desire seems to increase,
in deep thoughts written in rhyme.
