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Jul 2019
Let me tell you bout last July, was on the seventh day
A little blast of sunshine sorta came my way
She was an alluring angel of the highest degree
You should have seen the way that she was smiling at me
I tried myΒ Β best to resist her and the story in her eyes
I couldn't help falling, she had me hypnotized
If I succumb to the seductions of her tempting charms
Would I fall from grace, would it cause me harm
Do I dare tell her how I feel and make a fool of myself
If I don't tell her I'll be stuck here on my shelf
Deep in my heart I know it's just a season
Have I lost my way, have I lost my reason
I'm sure the people I know would label it as treason
My mind says no but my heart refuses to listen
Which one should I trust, It's time for a decision
I must follow my heart, I've always been a dreamer
At the risk of putting my heart and soul in mortal danger.
Written by
duane hall  M/kennewick washington
(M/kennewick washington)   
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