Love Struck Twice
I was wishing days to pass by quickly
while mourning that the years had fled away
trying to ignore a heart grown sickly
on candied hopes of romance - foolish play!
And the arms of time clawed ever forward
gathering slack from a languid mind's dream
till gut-sore tug drew me slowly toward
consid'ring moves without romantic gleam.
But fate - or God - or destiny - delight
in strangest twists - for after quite a span
I was hit twice by Cupid's subtle might -
surely more gift than curse, though ne'er my plan.
Only a fool would think love sprouts so soon
but the fuel for fire's set beneath the moon.
14 September 2022
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