Love Is Complex
I am an old man in a nostalgic trance.
The days and years from a mosaic past
Flood through my thoughts in an unending dance.
At times they pause as if a die were cast.
I was young when thoughts of love crossed my mind -
"Ah" said I, " But I have no time for such -
The world is complex and I have much to find."
So I sought fame and missed the lover's touch.
I read volumes about love and of life.
The vagaries were all that I could bare.
And still I found her and made her my wife.
"How", you may well ask - and, "how did you dare"
Despite all my study and all I'd read
It only took two words - "Love me," she said.
9/9/2017
For contest Help Me Fall In Love for Mystic Rose
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2017
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