contemplativeThe L Word
The L word leaped to mind
with no bidding to reply
to the pondering near at hand
prompted by a photograph
pixels waiting to betray
the quiet heart with dismay
this unexpected evidence
complicated beyond belief
is a desire I'd reproach
if only feelings were absent
I'd relish the soothing void
not disrupted by Cupid's bow
this distraction is a farce
the object stated out of reach
by the decades or relationship
still the L word leaps to mind
embracing 'yes' when I prompt
this reply should leave my life.
© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20180815.
