Bi-Polar Lovers
Men meet
And greet.
Friends wait
Then, date
Tough boys
Share toys.
Cute Girls
Wear pearls
They walk
And talk.
Love bursts
At first
The hitch --
Mood switch
He tries
She sighs
Words heat
Not Sweet
Trifles
Stifle
Hearts scream
No gleam.
Dreams die
Good bye.
Bad blend
The end
12/29/2016
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2016
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