Moved On To Love - A Poem.

Where shall I start

From the very beginning,

When I lacked vivid pictures of us?

Or at the end,

When I didn't feel a thing?

Yeah, you heard me.

I didn't see you in my arms.

Nor did you.

Peace was a guest

And love didn't visit us.

Romance was blazing,

With this built-in smokin' chemistry.

Just a couple of kiss

And a great smooch,

We're back to not questioning love.

What a trick!

To compensate for love with lust!

This raw energy kept dragging us.

It was time to refuel.

We hesitated.

We weathered down

From the notion of

L(ust)ove at first sight

To Friends,

To Acquaintances,

To Familiar faces.

There's no wound you left.

There's no pain I see.

There's no bleeding and healing.

There's no we.

There was happy ending each day

But no "they lived happily ever after"

So if you ever get sober

Or drunk

Or anything disturbing

Don't call for a steamy night.

I might have moved on to love.