She said I'd love to love you
She said I'm falling in love with you
She said I'm in love with you
She said I'm madly in love with you
She said I love you lots
She said I'm deeply in love with you
She said learn to love yourself
She said you love yourself
She said you only love you
She said I'm falling out of love with you
She said I'm not in love with you
She said I loved you

I said I'd love to know what you really think!

Psychedelic patterns scrawled inside and out.
A port hole cut into the side.
Two eyes peep out and blink.
A fly lands on the top for a rest.
The smell of wet card made limp from morning mildew.
A giggle, eyes squinting in the afternoon sunshine.
The small voice within says:

5....
   4....
      3....
        2....
           1....

BLAST OFF!!!!

She came in late
There was no hello
I wasn't asleep
But she wasn't to know
My head on the pillow
Eyes closed shut
She'd been out drinking
And was now half cut.
She left her phone upon the bed
She went to the bathroom
Her texts I read..
Intimate messages from another man
Consumed by her..... not in my plan!
Yearning for kisses meant for me.
It takes two to Tango... Not three!

"Thanks for the kiss" her last text read.
The nail in the coffin.
Was our relationship dead?
Shock.
Confusion.
Anger.
Denial.
How long had this been going on?
The Toilet flushed
The bathroom door creaked open.
She tip toes across the hall.
Into the bedroom.
"I love you" she whispered in my ear.
The penny dropped!
How considerate.
I was well and truly taken for an idiot!

Sunny day
Cloudy day
Layabout in the house all day
Windy day
Rainy day
Woke up in a haze today
Happy day
Sad day
Back to work after a holiday

Four letters.
One word.
Most powerful when unheard.
We want to feel it to know it's there.
Cruel but kind, used to snare.
Used to comfort in hard times.
Best shared in poems, sonnets and rhymes.

The bait was set
She took a bite
He tried to catch her
All day and night
The fight was on
She gave good chase.
He reeled and reeled
Till he was red in the face.
She had the last laugh
He had nothing to say
She was the one that got away.

Minions marching to the pied pipers flute.
Sheep herded, dressed in fancy suits.
Walking amongst the crowd.
I wonder if I'm allowed.
To buck the trend.
The rules we bend.
When It's hard for us to compute.