To be in the loop, in the circle, in school no one ever worried about me messing up the curve, I was always going one direction; straight down. Lover’s Loop… shouldn’t be lover’s leap, what you have a problem with me “hanging” out; outside that door is…
The loop
A goof
Pulling, twisting, untying
Will I be lying?
Or tell the truth
How much I want you
The curves
Must be my nerves
Slipping and sliding
Lost but finding
A whole new world
Not just a girl
The clock
Ticks and tocks
Time is running out
But don’t shout
What time is left?
In moans, in sighs, these breaths
The roundabout
Not screams or shouts
But reasons, explanations
Such expectations
What was said and done
Between us huh…
The knob
To open, they’ll lob
Questions
A big mess is…
Love
Or what I dream of
So open the door
To reveal the lore
Of our seven minutes
Heaven was it…
The truth
Me and you
I was thrown for a loop
Copyright © 2011, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.
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