Fickle Finger of Fate

At last my Minxy is back in town, My frown is finally upside down. And now we’re going to paint the town red, But the rest of the time we’re staying in bed. Together again my life feels so full, But when you leave I just feel awful. We wined we dined we had so much fun. We swam we slept we spent time in the sun. We laughed we loved we lusted. We shared we cared we trusted. Our time together was practically perfect, We’re meant to be from when first we met. Words seem inadequate to fully explain, The feelings for you my heart must contain. Then came the fateful day of your departure, A dream you had foretold an immanent disaster. Unfortunately this premonition you chose to censure, My reaction to your revelation you were unsure. Your empath and intuition must always be heeded, Sometimes a new plan for our day may be needed. Then at the beach I was totally flustered, When I realised my Minxy’s finger was busted. A visit from the fickle little finger of fate, Spoiled the perfect ending to our wonderful date. I’m sorry, so truly sorry I have hurt my sexy Minxy, I promise I’ll never break another little pinky. Fickle Finger of Fate. 11/04/2018.